on the tree
that i'd admire. most.
i see it
out the window
holding on for dear life
to a branch not far
from my reach.
it clings to the world
it knew,
through rain and snow.
it was there yesterday,
and is there today as well.
it has stamina
and resilience,
it's steadfast,
i'd like to think that it
admires me too.
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