1296. a true story


ten thousand leaves
and a single eye 👁️ leans in
for a closer look
*
that’s Jack,
one-eyed Jack, winking at me—
i wave and walk by 




People think of trees as ‘just trees’ and quickly pass them by without a second thought. Not me. Trees are alive, just like me. They have their feet and trunks and arms and ears and eyes, just like me….they have their feelings, too. Early mornings trees wake up, rub their eyes, stretch up, way up to the sky. Just like me. I walk through the woods and watch them grow and change from season to season, year after year. With some, I make friends and even give them names. This one’s Jack!😘