Therese Gramercy . . . the girl named Trees

Scenic vantage point


If I found a heart-shaped rock,
could I will it to be real?

If I blew out all the candles,
could it bring me wished-for peace?

If the sun shined even brighter,
could worries vanish without a trace?

If songbirds filled the sky with love,
could hearts sing in outer space?