Was pale
Barren
I went to her
She showed me tenderness
Her smooth trunk
Anxious to be touched.
Her gift to me
Was emptiness
Her advice to me
Was, "Grow!"
My question to her...
"How?"
Her response...
"Let go.
Be a leaf."
I can't imagine her
More beautiful
Though lush with greenery
And then the brilliant hues of Autumn
She must be quite stunning
It's her wisdom though
That's most attractive
And her willingness to share
I could try
To become a leaf
But perhaps
I am more suited
To be a tree
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