Deciduous Dreams
Do palm trees ever feel resentful
Season’s change is uneventful,
And wonder what it’s like to take
A winter-long relaxing break?
But would they even have the guts
To drop their fronds and coconuts,
And watch them tumble down to land
Despondently on tropic sand?
Then take that cross-climatic trip
To join the dormant fellowship—
Beneath the watchful eyes of crows
They’d rest their roots beneath the snows.
It seems unlikely that they would
Seek out a colder neighborhood.
Despite the joys of snow and ice,
They’d settle for their paradise.
Marshall Begel 