Evergreens

Evergreens
by Daniel J. Bishop
copyright (c) 1999

Twisting roots mark another ragged gap
along the line of old pine trees, stately
in my grandfather' youth
The line remains, russet and brown,
like grandfather's old sepia-tinged photographs
in their dry mourning cloaks.
Spring is in the air
and new trees are growing;
the field is growing wild
where the young pines bloom.