Tree
By Matilda K
Published 23 September 2024
I think that I may never see
a poem as beautiful as a tree.
A tree who is hungry for sun
and hungry for air.
A tree that looks at God all day
and lifts its leafy arms in the sky to pray.
A tree that may in summer wear
a nest of baby rainbow lorikeets in its hair.
Poems are made for fools like me,
but only God can make a beautiful tree.