my gingko
of origins that rise
from lands of jade
with fan-shaped leaves
so fittingly displayed
a crown of yellow foliage
fills my view
so strikingly
against a sky so blue
then suddenly they fall
without a sound
yellow leaves now drifting
to the ground
a skirt of gold
now lying at my feet
a treasure where the
earth and heaven meet
in nakedness your winter bones laid bare
your massive furrowed trunk
left standing there
a monument of centuries gone by
this living fossil rising to the sky
by Sylvia L. Mattingly
November 12, 2020
Crooked Creek by Sue Mattingly 
Wow! Brought back memories! Outside the window at Pres was a gingko and outside the office in Old Louisville where I used to work was another. The leaves were distinctive.
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