The Young Tree
January 12, 1994
Excitement runs the length of the young tree.
It is about to bloom. What ecstasy!
It is about to know what it will be.
It is grown up, or will be, any minute.
It will have apples, pears, or cherries in it.
The several blossoms and the buds begin it.
It stands tall, boughs spread out, devoting
all it can to budding and to floating
sweet perfume. The other trees are noting.