With gratitude to John D'Amico
of thousands
of dark green spires
of Lodgepole Pines
needle the sky
in this broad basin?
Highlighted by November snows,
they clothe the rising foothills,
stand perfectly vertical
on steepening slopes,
climb to the timberline
on North Arapaho Peak,
withstand winter winds,
remain ever
green.
Serve as models of perseverance
as we bend under life's strains,
lean into biting winds,
fade from once colorful selves.
weathering with grace,
faithful to the end.
Tapering, arrow straight
pointing to heaven
everlasting.
A thousand thousand
points of praise.
© 2018 Richard Havenga
Beautiful and striking poetry! Thank you Dad!
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