my day without .. " Merriam Webster "

fifty five beautiful trees....

I see them in the morning...

I see them in the evening...

gently moving in the breeze...

with jagged dry limbs sticking out...

reminders of last years drought...

they beg for water...

........when the well runs dry...

I worry at night...

I worry during the day......

I just hope they don't die...

........When they don't get enough water..

the pecans are small.....

Again I worry that they may not ..

produce ........ at all........

out there early...

hacking out weeds...

I keep thinking ..

........Why..

........Who..

who gives them their feeds..

as I walk back to the house...

I look out west. the sun going down.......

the sprinklers making a beautiful quest...

my body hurting from the toil...

.........Asking for rest.

Sometimes I worry that three hundred feet below....

What--ever happens down there ........ .

the water may not ever again flow..

In the Small world of one man...

one can see us all....

you must believe that we are all here to be as one.........

or not at all...

• I crave....
  I pray.......
  I cry ...
  ,,,,,,,,,,,IN MY OWN WAY
  who ever is in charge of the big picture......
  ,,,,,,,,,,,please....
  PLEASE LOOK MY WAY..
  i DO NOT WANT THESE FLINGS OF NOT BEING ABLE TO STAY......
  to help them be healthy...to help them be green...
  to help them grow...
  so that they will ... in the wind sway...
  Is that being greedy........
  to have my say.... my way............