I was tree

Once I was a tree

and just stopped growing,

yesterday or so I forgot

how I had to do it,

today I feel it

at the chilly cold in my roots.

Once I was a tree,

it wasn’t just for now that I realised,

this morning my trunk

cracked for the first time,

or at least a bit more then

the day before.

                                                                                                   

Once I was a tree,

and reached with my old branches

at the sun and the moon,

now they reach a little less further

but they are begging

so much harder.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere