The Tree

The tree

It sits outside 

my window

A big and 

glorious tree

It shimmers in the winter 

And blooms in the summer

But it's not just any old tree

It’s my tree

A tree that holds

All my secrets

 and weaknesses

A tree that protects me

 from the sun

But also from the rain

My tree is always 

In the same place when 

I need it

The tree grows older

And wiser

While I grow older

In no need 

Of the tree anymore

But the tree stays 

 for other children 

Who are in need of a tree

That protects you from the sun

But also the rain

Keeps all your secrets

And weaknesses

A tree that gets you

Through your childhood

The tree