I look at you and see the mess you left in the garage, and I think how it was just like yesterday you were small and spindly and not able to stand alone. A big wind could have blown you down. Now you are healthy and strong and almost thirty. How can that even be?
I notice the pile of trash you left on the front porch, abandoned, and I wonder if you even know what you are doing or are you so busy spreading your wings and stretching your limits that you've already forgotten what you dropped off? You have so much to do in such a short time. It's frustrating some times cleaning up your messes, but I do understand. I was your age once, and things just moved faster, then.
I switched on the back porch light because I heard a noise outside, and there you were. You were standing so still in the dark, and the shadow from the porch light made you look 100 yards long. I thought, then, how much I love you and think you are beautiful, even when some of your branches are bare and you dump pounds of pollen in my gutters. You may not be the most beautiful tree on the block, but you're my tree... for now.
I notice the pile of trash you left on the front porch, abandoned, and I wonder if you even know what you are doing or are you so busy spreading your wings and stretching your limits that you've already forgotten what you dropped off? You have so much to do in such a short time. It's frustrating some times cleaning up your messes, but I do understand. I was your age once, and things just moved faster, then.
I switched on the back porch light because I heard a noise outside, and there you were. You were standing so still in the dark, and the shadow from the porch light made you look 100 yards long. I thought, then, how much I love you and think you are beautiful, even when some of your branches are bare and you dump pounds of pollen in my gutters. You may not be the most beautiful tree on the block, but you're my tree... for now.
Peace. Love, Linda
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