Pieces of Eight (2020)

Inconvenient (11-18-20)

Inconvenient

its awkward squeeze between soil and concrete
were the result of that haphazard helicopter landing
and caused the tree to stretch long arms to reach the sun
one long root and spindly trunk, it lay dying on top of the weeds
I dug a hole and planted it anew, where the sun could shine on its head
it grew straight and tall, covering me with its leaves
dug its feet deep into the ground next to my garden
I grew up too, the year my father cut my tree down

I will probably edit and rewrite later

*this was written to the topic Awkward, but not entered here until two months later. Still needs a re-write