The Life of a Tree

Finally, I see light.

Kids crowding around me like I’m a celebrity.

A year later,

People giving me tattoos but it doesn’t hurt a bit.

Now I’m a big old tree,

Kids trying their best to climb on my strong branches.

Now I have hundreds of these fabulous tattoos.

My leaves start falling,

as I start feeling weak,

I know it’s my time for another tree to fit in my place.