Our Gumtree

When I was 3, I saw the gumtree for the first time, from the seat of my pram.

When I was 4, I climbed up the sloping hill that it was perched upon.

When I was 5, I would do handstands against its solid trunk.

When I was 6, I learnt that its roots underneath reached just as far as the branches above.

When I was 7, I made potions with its leaves and the daisies surrounding the hill.

When I was 8, I realised I was growing faster than the gumtree, yet it would still outlive me.

When I was 9, I heard the blaring bang of lightning, striking the tree.

When I was 10, I watched the pink flesh peel over as the scar healed.

When I was 11, I sat at the tree’s base, enjoying picnics with my family.

When I was 12, I visited the tree every Monday, and did my homework with its presence.

When I was 13, I noticed all the birds, butterflies and bees that call the tree home.

When I was 14, I discovered that its isolated stance somehow provides immense company.

Now that I’m 15, I see all the 3 years olds sitting in their prams, catching sight of our gumtree for the first time.