My Growth in a Year

My Growth in a Year

By: Skyler Mobry

My roots have grown a lot in a year

My limbs now shelter the new saplings taking root still struck with fear

My water is the tears from losing friends I cried

My buds are all the new things I have tried

My awareness in this new world has spread pass the little grove I call home

My leaves are the places I now roam

My trunk as some cuts from the words that come

My heart knows they are just dumb

My fruit is what I have accomplished

My seeds are the things I promised

My rot is what I had forgot

My twigs is all the ideas I have thought

My new life as a tree

My roots stuck to the ground yet I am still free

My memories are so dear

My growth in a year