There Is a Tree


There is a tree
outside my window.

It has bare branches
and a trunk as thick as
four elephant feet put together.

I could climb it one day
and touch the highest twig
with the tip of my nose.
I could stay up there forever
but my mom would eventually find out
and drag me down.

So I'll just star down here,
thinking of the tree
outside my window.

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