My Evergreen

 

You started

As a little sprout

I’m growing old and you are too.

You left your roots but, you’re here on Christmas Eve

I took your seeds, and kept a leaf then planted all your tiny seeds

Years go by until I die; I’ll plant your children Along with mine. They’ll grow up Along with yours, because they love the way you were

You’re still here, along with me

Always remembered

Because,

You were a tree

 

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