For You

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

you
smell like
wild snow
or
of trees
that hug
the earth.

turn your head.

you can hear
the moss
cling to the sides
of trees
and the sun
make your hair
the color
of red honey.

not there.

leave that hill

unnoticed.

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One response to “For You

  1. “you
    smell like
    wild snow
    or
    of trees
    that hug
    the earth.”

    “and the sun
    make your hair
    the color
    of red honey.” – love all of that, so much.

    Excellent poetry.

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