The White Birch,
Has many faces,
many parts,
many spaces,
it shines and peels
and paints,
and scratches,
it embraces change,
it is never the same,
it whispers its name.
31
December
Poem: The White Birch
by Jon Katz
The White Birch,
Has many faces,
many parts,
many spaces,
it shines and peels
and paints,
and scratches,
it embraces change,
it is never the same,
it whispers its name.