Simple
A few patterns define a tree
That stands alone so free
It's all that's possible to see
But there's no guarantee
That a deciduous life will be
In a place that we can all agree
As it envelops nature to a tee
It is our savior to be
In a carbon locked life as we
Will in the future not disagree
As it belongs to all and me
A finger painted tree!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8