#95-Finally

We planted the treeOn a cold winter dayMany seasons ago.Every summer,We look through branches and leaves,Searching for signs,Of nature’s bounty.Only this year did we find,One lonely walnut,Hanging tight on a branch.It’s ok.It’s a start.I’m keeping it on a table,In my house.It reminds me of hope,And those in my life:Hard shells,With beauty inside…