To the trees,
Your green crowns standing proudly against the sky;
To the trees,
Trunks twisting every which way
Rooted firmly to the earth
With your crests in the clouds.
To the trees,
From dogwood to pine,
Evergreen to maple -
Blossoms -
Leaves -
Twigs -
To some, you are sticks upon the ground;
To me, you are proud and strong
Sturdy and weathered
The picture of royalty.
To the trees, standing tall and mighty
The mothers of the wilderness.
To the trees,
And the shimmering, dappled green.
Where are you going to be
When I need you?
Are you going to stand there
And take it?
Are you going to
Share the load?
Are you going to have my back
When I'm anything but perfect?
Today
We had P.E.
I do not mind P.E. -
I do not care -
I can play sports like any teenager
If not a little better.
There would have been no problem
Except
You had to create one, didn't you?
Summer is just around the corner
And I can feel it.
I can feel it in the trees' blossoms under my fingertips,
Every dandelion I pick for a crown that always droops,
In how the mud sinks into my shoes,
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