One Small Tree

My thighs are aching so badly

It feels like rocks are being thrown at me

Finally, I reach the top of the mountain

When I look around, I see a tree

But not any tree

A cherry tree

On it was the last cherry of the season

I ran but my thighs were still aching

I slowed down

But wanted to go Faster

FASTER

FASTER

I was finally standing under the tree

Reached up and picked the cherry

I sat down and began to relax

And started to eat it

It was perfectly sweet

The sun was beginning to set

And the coolness of the night was quickly coming

Time for me to go back home