Some greener,
some just blossomed,
some have withered
and soon will fall.
Which one are you?
How did you spend
your time in the tree?
Did you sway with the wind,
Go against or let it take you?
Did you break away
or hold tight to keep yourself from falling?
When the rain dropped,
Did you let it flow?
When you fell aground,
Did you root again and grow?
When you look back,
can you say
“I’ve survived all the seasons
graciously surrendering to my Maker
my time, my precious time
loving me and every leaf in the tree
before we all wither and fall.”
Editor’s note: The Capital City Weekly accepts poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction submissions for Writers’ Weir on a rolling basis and will publish them as space and competition allow. Send submissions to editor@capweek.com.
• Miriam Wagoner wrote this piece to contribute to the Year of Kindness currently happening in Juneau. More of her poetry can be found online at capitalcityweekly.com.
