by Rajaa Singh, staff reporter
Photo attribution to Unsplash on Pexels.
Tree. You stand there looking at me
Listening to the whispers of my lost hopes and dreams
Its simplicity is compatible with my complexity.
Your branches reach out far beyond your will.
You are the only stability in my life.
Your branches cradle me;
Make me feel safe.
Stable and tall watching your leaves fall.
Even when your branches break you’re still made to be there for me.
Tree. You stand there looking at me.
