Poem: She Let Go

she let go 

after a month of rain

weary grip on the earth

the strain to live

tasked her roots 

she had no roots

vague memory of youth

intense growth period

heat cycled, hail pounded 

wind whipped

green lacy leaves lingered

branches presented a brave prayer

beseeched the sky 

sap starved, she dried up inside

despite surging storms

she keeled over

hitting her crown on the roof 

final farewell scraped

windows

tiny root tendrils exposed her

secret  

so shallow

 

 

 

Note - Ray and I took a walk around the block after our May storms. A rather large maple was uprooted on another street. She looked healthy enough up top with green leaves, but alas, huge gaping hole in the yard revealed.....nothing.