Rings Of The Tree

the wrinkled skin of the old woman, carries 70 years of loving and passion, giving, touching, listening, and caring, flowers planted and children birthed, all night love making and all day working, thankless simple acts of living... bow down, and worship! the blind old man's bruised hands, built houses, furniture, fires... fought for the right, prayed for forgiveness, stroked the body of passion.... grew food, poured drinks, taught the boy to whittle, turned the pages of countless books... kneel in respect! and dammit... take care of them! love them!