Tree
By Indri S
Published 26 September 2022
I look up to the tree in front of me
Leaves swaying gently in the breeze
Golden in the morning light
Flowers drifting down from branches
Slowly drifting down
Exploring the area around
Settling into the soft green grass
I reach out a hand
Letting my fingers run over the rough surface
Weighed down by the burdens of its years