Poetry: Our Tree

Dear Knife Ears, thank you x

Licorice tea and hot water bottles are lovely

But it’s the message that means the most to me

Kindness, care and saying you think I’m pretty

Those are things that make me feel safe and free

To be me and for you to be you and for both of us to see

That life rolls on in beautiful seasons and you’ll find our tree

Moving from deep green to rich red and very pleasingly

We can grow together and grow apples bursting ever so sweetly

Roses grow best when well watered and while I occasionally query

Some things, I have never questioned how well you water me

Marie Athena

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