“Imagine A Tree” by Stephanie Cook

Imagine a Tree

Standing solid, alone

The stories it would tell

With every swinging branch

The initials carved

Friends, Lovers

All the secrets it would keep

The scenic view as winter turns to spring, summer into fall

Flash of light

Generations of life

Home to many

The wind it whispers

Leaves gallop, Fall

Nights of many moons

Rise of Sunsets

Matching constellations

Shape-shifting clouds

Laughter, Echos

Forbidden conversations

For miles it could see

Imagine a Tree