To hold your branches

I used to love the coming

together of us all by the sea

to love you, to celebrate you

and how much you matter to us.

You are old now and can no longer

go to the sea.

You sleep amongst the trees

instead, watching squirrels,

bushy-tailed and quick witted,

play in the evergreen branches.

We still come together though,

under your trees to love you,

to hold your branches and to

celebrate those squirrels

you love so much dancing

all over us to make you

smile.

6 thoughts on “To hold your branches

  1. They would have to always love the bright energy of all that climb their branches Trini, not like these ‘older’ ones that have long forgotten a ‘climbed tree’ to see the world from on high πŸ˜€ ❀️ πŸ™πŸ½ πŸ¦‹ πŸ˜‚ 🀣

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