Sunday Scribblings gave their word of the week this AM - and it is 'eternity.' So what do you do about the one thing that lasts forever? Write a Rubliw, of course.
Up a Tree about a Future Me
to be a tree
for all eternity.
Might be pleasant, to a degree:
plenty of fruits and nuts would surround me.
Life’s already a potpourri
of such plum lunacy.
Thus, tree for me?