
THERE ARE SO MANY!
SOME are sad
SOME weep
SOME have needles
That puncture
AND bleed
AND others offer a
HOME to creatures
IN need
THERE are those
That hide among
Scattered
Leaves
ONES that grow
Sweet things to
Eat
AND then I think
A tree planted by
Rivers
And streams –
With roots
Reaching wide
And deep
HELPING others
Through
The storms of life
IS the ONE I might
LIKE to BE!
IF – I ‘COULD’ Be A Tree!