Through the Ash blight

The pandemic

And the little silver tag

Driven into its trunk

That identifies it as an

Ash…

It’s survived a crash

By a car which stunted

It a bit

And is smaller than

It’s brother growing

A little farther up the parkway…

My Ashes make me realize

That we must not give up

When a blight/pandemic

Takes hold and wipes a whole

Species from the earth…

My Ash is a species of Ash

That is surviving..,

Like those of us surviving

Thriving or just hanging on…