DON’T BLINK, OR YOU’LL MISS IT
I was reminded of this by another’s blog this morning.
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A beautiful little crab apple was planted out back.
She bloomed bright pink each May.
Heavy, Spring snow broke her one year,
But, determined to keep her, I trimmed her back,
and she continued on,
though without as much enthusiasm as before.
I patted her trunk and whispered,”looking good,”
Each time I mowed the lawn.
Three springs ago, seven years after she broke, she bloomed with complete abandon;
Beautiful and bright on every branch.
I couldn’t help myself.
I took out my sheers to bring the blooms inside.
Just as I snipped that perfect branch, the entire top of the tree tipped towards me,
then fell to the lawn…
and the perfect tree died.
I’ve not replaced her.
rJo Herman 1/31/16