WHO’D KNOW

BRISTLECONE PINE?
BRISTLECONE PINE? (Photo credit: Fool-On-The-Hill)

Far off from home, a knotty sorrow begins to sneak in to my bone;
Breaking momentarily from the irksome toil,
but who’d know why a wonderer may emotionally sigh at sight of a mail!
A perfumed envelop in hands,
I begin to pine again for home land

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