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 a while, 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 out again!
They do their duties!
Blooming in spring, shading in summer;
Shedding in fall, standing barren in winter.
There are names in my trunk.
There are places, people, and hearts with arrows.
There are long last memories,
Forgotten with each move!! …