A shout out to the people who check in on you.
Who ask.
Who don’t take “I’m fine” as an answer.
You
are a petal falling onto my cheek, a soft touch slapping me back to reality.
You have nourished the trunk and told it
when it is growing in the wrong way, when it is slow at choosing where to sway,
when it is unsure of whether to reach higher or stay.
You, you have held up the tree when it could not hold itself and because of you,
today it blooms.
Thoughts From a Tree 