Verbal Visions

I Envy the Evergreen Tree

I ENVY THE EVERGREEN TREE

I envy the evergreen tree.
His bright coat calling
to those seeking comfort.
They change course
Just to find him.

My only chance at companionship lies
In these crude birdhouses,
Dangling precariously from my bare limbs.
A sad display
Of my loneliness.

I envy the evergreen tree.
His needles are strong,
And do not bow
under the weight
Of the descending gloom

My own branches are bare
And the angry wind
bends them
To his will.

I envy the evergreen tree
He is alone,
But he is not lonely.
And soon is surrounded
By the weary and wandering.

Yet as they arrive they see
His color is a lie.
He is deception and pride,
And cannot give
what he never possessed.

I envy the evergreen tree
for his beauty and armor
He has many admirers,
But he has no friends
And I find I am sorry for it.

Although I am ugly,
I am comfort, I am home,
I am a place to rest.
I will soon offer a shield of leaves
To hide them from the storm.

Why do I envy the evergreen tree,
When it is the evergreen
That should envy me?


Day 2 Image: Bare tree with mud birdhouses next to an evergreen tree