a tree

Scott Whitby, 2023

I found a tree

It had shade and fruit and beauty. It made me feel comfortable and happy. It shared all that, asking nothing of me.

There was a drought

Its leaves wilted, fruits fell. Its roots weakened and dried. I brought water and shared it, asking nothing of the tree.

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