The Empty Branch

May 10

I was once an empty branch of a tree

Barren, bark peeling off

No bird would perch on my uneven reach

I always accepted I’d forever be that way

Then came the days you’d dare get closer

And closer you got

I saw you were barren too

So I let you stay

Then that June I saw the buds begin to blossom on you

And your reason was me

I had made you feel spring again

Before I moved away to take a look at myself

My brittle branch

And I too must have felt the spring

For there too were buds

And flowers ready to open

Open for you to see their beauty

The Song