Monthly Archives: May 2015

Walking with the Trees

The leaves are back and
they are whispering my name
as I walk past them.

I never thought of
myself as a secret, something to be hidden
something to be protected.

But now that it is spring
we see which trees came back
from the long cold winter.

I was not so sure I would be one of them.
I did not know if I could come back from the cold.
Somehow though, I did.