Friday 5 March 2021

Trees.

 Trees.

I've never used a tree when I've needed to pee, 

A bush or a shrub or a hedge maybe, but never a tree.

Good things come in trees, or maybe threes as someone once said to me.

I once made love to a bird up against a tree, she was no songbird but she did reach notes higher than me, but that was in my politically incorrect days as you can see.

I've sat in a tree but never shat in a tree.

I once had a discussion with a weeping willow, just to clear the air, the sadness was because of me.

Now Greta Thunberg you might not be but the least you can do is plant a tree. 

I love trees, there- it's out. I think of them with every breath I take, but hey that's me.