Dogwood II (written 06 Sept 2016, edited Oct 26)
You are a flowering dogwood tree
Who has grown to mean so much to me—
A tall, strong pine in a lonely grove
Ready to scope the skyline alone
Until I surveyed my surroundings
And found you directly beside me.
Congrats! You made it to the canopy!
Maybe you would like some coffee?
Or maybe, maybe just a chat?
I think I would really like that.
So, I swayed and you swayed
With the wind flow of time,
Till you bloomed and opened
These narrow eyes of mine.