Oak Tree

In all your sadness and glory, wins and losses

Let me be there

Own the fact I will be here forever

Very much attached to your side

Even when you wish me gone

Your light will always guide my ship

Human- “What is this crazy alien, with one eye and an antennae? I don’t want them here. This is my home.”

     Late at night, my igloo is cozy and warm, unlike the Artic outside. Grandmum tucks me into bed, but doesn't leave just yet. She takes a seat on the edge of my bed, and prepares her story telling voice.