Trees, what They see.

Hello

My name is Tree

I am a little sapling

growing

by a tiny cottage

I see the girl

the girl who planted me

The one who waters me to keep

me growing.

Every morning

she walks somewhere

somewhere other than home

She wares this little pink dress

She tells me her mama made it

She sits with me

yells at me to grow

When it's time for dinner

Her mama calls

"ROSA TIME TO EAT" 

Then

She disappears into the house

I am almost 

able to look over the farm

The little girl is gone

so is her family

People like them

took them and all of their things

They came back

and burned the little cottage

Made with the girls fathers hands

I have made a friend

Her name is Robin.

Robin sits on my branches

and keeps me company.

I am now

the Tallest tree in my view

The dirt road 

now black

Trees all around me are disappearing

one by

one

New houses are being put up 

bigger

taller

than the cottage 

Fewer people

More 

Four wheel contraptions 

Speed up and down the once dirt

road

I haven't grown much

Robin is gone

I was only for a little while

Then

An older woman moved in

into a house 

right where the cottage was

She sit in my shade

For hours on end

One day 

The woman carved something into my trunk

She steeped back

and reads

"Rosa+Tree=Family"

Author's Note

Every stanza is about 20 years

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