He offered her braids
left them that way –
relieved of rubber bands and ribbons
and then planted a tree
and let the acorns fall free
He never shed a tear
when speaking of her pain with clinical ease
only stretched one band – a red one
back and forth with one thumb
and forefinger
It snapped at the last
right out the window
and he’s been searching
for it ever since
among the weeds
and under the acorn tree
The Hungry Artist 
Aug 23, 2012 @ 11:38:22
I read this poem many times, each time I extract new meaning and it gave me different feeling. This poem abbreviating intimate passion for the environment and sincere emotions toward the wildlife.