Trees Talk

The trees talk,

you know?

They talk and if you listened

you would know,

they whisper

like kindergarteners

who can't stand straight in lines

but they can jump straight

into mud puddles.

They can't stay quiet

like my siblings late at night

and the wind whistles sometimes

and the trees call back,

you know?

And then the leaves twirl

down to dirt

but the branches still murmur

late in the winter

with too much snow to talk quite loud,

but they're still talking.

I know.