The Tree Trunk

You may think me lonely
No birds may perch and sing
No child may climb up high
On this lowly trunk  of mine

You may think me embarrassed
Standing here with nothing on
My craggy bark, holey
And weather worn

You may think me jealous
This beauty before me, perhaps I should be
Longing for my youth
Wishing to turn back time

But you would think wrong
I celebrate these trees, splendid in color
Remembering how bright I've lived
Rejoicing in how bravely I've let go

©2021 Sue Santiago all rights reserved

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