When she left, Anita took Mom's valise, the round one with the wooden handle from Eaton's department store. Mom was furious. She'd had it on hold at the store for weeks while she earned enough to ... [+]
with passersby
blind to the beauty
the abundant life
the resolute purpose
the natural stillness
standing tall
reaching out
the playful leaves
sometimes too skittish
but always present
sometimes plucked
for an unknown purpose
people pass
the tree ever present
then for a moment
the creator speaks
the world awakens
the wind whispers
look