I’m building a tree.
It’s one of a kind
The bark is gnarled and rough
You know, the knobbly kind!
I’m building a tree
The instructions float in my mind
No previous experience necessary
Just the willingness to bind
Hopes and aspirations
The ability to laugh
Yes, and of course
The knowledge of bark!
I’m building a tree
For what, you might ask?
Well to give autonomy
In my ability to complete a task.
That is amazing, Eloise. I hope you’ll share the end result. The poem, the wisdom behind the creation, is really beautiful 😀
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Thank you Mel. xx
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My pleasure xx
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