I'm tangled in my thoughts where is he? I remember making myself clear that silence is not the way to start my day c'mon now stop hiding come out and talk to me about your dreams and plans for the day!
Sure enough a clearing of the throat I know he's here stretching his arms out and yawning a big yawn. Come here look over there across the street it's the princess of the block her confidence exceeds her, with her arms stretched and the sun hitting directly on her dark brown bark. You really need to get off my yard and go over and talk to her, I know you like her.
Why can't I admire her from a distance?
Are you that shy that you are willing to take a chance and let other water guzzling leafless trunks take her away?
She doesn't even look my way or smile back at me when I smile at her.
Not only that I'm like a hundred years older than her.
She just stands there waiting for her gardener to make her pretty and all trimmed up, like if she was a diva or something.
Ok but don't say I didn't warn...