With thanks to Rich Hamilton
I remember when I planted that tree,
he says, and I look at the beautiful
sensation box elder that grows
in the park, tall as the fire station,
alive as I am. I bet you remember
when this park was a dustbowl with dandelions,
he jokes. And I do, though in this
moment my feet sink into bright green grass.
I remember chasing my children
around that tree when we were younger.
I remember when that pool of shade
where people now sit was all brash sun.
I think of how much time it takes
to nurture a place. I tell myself,
sometimes goodness grows
in the world if we wait. I tell myself,
sweetheart, time to plant trees.
This eases my heart. Thank you.
it was such a sweet interaction … I loved thinking of him planting a sapling that now towered over us!
I tell myself sweetheart time to plant trees!Yes with a sigh & smile!! Thank You!
J
time to plant trees—real and metaphoric!! ❤️❤️