“20 Years Ago”

I planted a tree.

I prayed it would grow.

I worried about that tree.

When it was young, I had to help it stay strong.

Tying up the branches with sticks and string.

Guiding it through bad weather.

The tree was stubborn.

One day green?

One day wilted?

Once I stopped worrying so much, it grew!

Today it stands 50 feet tall.

Now, it can sustain any wind that blows!

The tree, no longer belongs to me.

I can visit it, but it doesn’t need me anymore.

I miss the tree, planting it and helping it grow?

My greatest accomplishment, by far.

I do not get, or take credit for planting it.

The new owners of the tree?

They don’t know it’s history.

Most will never know it was me.

Except for the tree.

On second thought?

Maybe not?

I think, even the tree forgot?

Sometimes...

Depending on the weather.

Benz

10/5/18