Charles W. Moore
Occasional thoughts and deeds of an Engineer
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Crooked Tree
Posted on February 4th, 2023 No commentsThe crooked trees were left there
After all the work was done
Now they go for weeks
And never witness anyone
No one left to tell them if they’re
Growing right or wrong
But the whispering windOh can’t you see?
Molly Tuttle song
A crooked tree won’t fit into the mill machine
They’re left to grow wild and free
I’d rather be a crooked tree