A Poem

People are like trees.
I want to grow deep roots.
Be planted here and spread to the right and left.
A serious relationship with the ground and a playful one with the sky.
Tolkien named his trees and thought of them like pets.
When we buy a home, I will plant them to mark our spot,
Where we steward and hopefully bear fruit.
Live Oak, Cedar, Pecan, Mesquite, Magnolia, Dogwood, Japanese Maple, even Eucalyptus
Remembering Texas and South Carolina,
Where I’ve lived and visited and want to travel.
Having a garden means you’re staying.
Growing trees means you expect the future.