The Stumps

For Mary

Sitting in the trees

Reminds me

of days spent with you

Tranquil and joyful.

Their whistling in the wind

Reminds me

of your sweet voice

So so melodious.

The dropping leaves

Remind me

of how high you take me

And leave me sailing down.

The thick tree trunks

Remind me

of how our love

I want to last.

And the stumps

The stumps, um, well,

The stumps. They remind me

That every journey

Has a last step.