A tree in my house

There is a tree in my house.

Every morning I wake up then see that

Its flowers have already left the tree and fallen to the ground

 

Underneath the tree

The corner is filled with small pink flowers

I think that it is the hallmark of the tree and it  leaves an indelible impression on me.

 

Every morning, the tree wakes up and it seems to have nothing

 

Nothing

Nix. Nada

Zero. Zilch. Zot.…

But it’s not for nothing

 

It still stands there

Stands the test of time

It cannot change their place

Witnesses all the changes that take place around it

And comes to term with these

It’s innocent ,true and clear

Copes with its fears

Carry on

To

 

Do what it is meant to do

To blossom into more

every night  :))

 

P.s Tonight, I am in home sweet home. I sight its flowers, touch them and they are really nice to me.