I look at life and wonder why
The good accepted without question
The bad defied.
I look at life and wonder what;
What I control.
I look at life
With heavy heart
I face reality
And weep for what might have been.
In my neighborhood, this tree has been a source of wonder for many years. In the summer it is full and majestic and this past winter I realized how forlorn it looks without its beautiful branches. My summer branches are waning. An tribute to my sweet kind husband who is facing many health challenges.