Friday, March 9, 2012


Aya on the notion of goodbyes

My Beautiful Tree

Under the tree I feel better when I am sad,
it makes me happy.
But I know that one day
I will no longer see this magnificent big tree
and the tree will no longer see me.
Goodbye.



2 comments:

Andrew Taggart said...

Aya: Thank you for sharing. And what a loving, wise poem.

What about the tree makes you happy?

Fondly,

Andrew

Nancy Davis said...

I love this drawing. It's as though the tree is reaching down to embrace Aya. Thank you for sharing your poetry and picture.