Oh, I wish I were a tree,majestic, soaring free;
my tips to touch the sky,
scolding birds that pass me by.
I wish my roots were deepwhen monsters scream my name
and memories inflame.
I wish my leaves would falland shed bad memories all;
so I could bloom anew
in Spring's fresh morning dew.
Yes I wish I were a tree
so you could look at me
and know just what it takes
to overcome mistakes.
My bark's a history
of storms that battered me,
yet holds me up in place
to join the human race.
Oh I wish I were a tree
so none could bother me,
but even for a tree
the chainsaw waits with glee....
Marlia Boyce January 9, 2012
