How have you grown?
In the shadows of others?
Alone in a field of green?
What nourishment do you pull from your roots?
What unseen, underground attachments do you have?
When the weather comes
what does it do to you?
When the seasons change
how to do they change you?
Whose initials are carved into your being?
Did you weep? And if so –
were your tears sweet as a maple’s?