I am a tree that is uprooted;
And placed in another spot to grow.
The new earth is fresh and rich;
But my life is just not the same.
I am left to grow awhile, only to be-
uprooted again for somewhere else.
With each change, just a little further away,
I grow all the more a stranger…
Each time the tree moves,
Tries to pull it together,
Until only a miracle can branch it out again.
They do their duties…
Blooming in spring, shading in summer,
Shedding in fall, standing bare in winter.
There are names in my trunk!
There are places and people and heart with an arrow!
There are long last memories;
Forgotten with each move!! …