Daily Prompt: Tree

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Tree

Up up and away she would climb

Away into the branches of the wise old sycamore sedentary at the end of her street

A street that would go by the name of Lovers Lane

This name was sensible, as a result of the surplus of lovers who would rendezvous under the wise old tree

Though it never made sense to her

Why they would linger at the bottom, sharing kisses and conversing in hushed tones

She had never rendezvoused with any boys underneath the watchful branches of the old sycamore tree at the end of Lovers Lane

Instead she climbed

Climbed away her worries and endeavors

Climbed away her sorrows and her fears

There at the top she threw her hands high in the sky and let the wind carry her hair away from her face

Let the wind carry away her worries, endeavors, her sorrows and fears

And once she was done

She sat

On the last climbable branch

And while she sat, she thought

About all the foolish boys and girls who were missing out on one of life’s simplest pleasures

A pleasure that was learned only at the top of the wise old sycamore sedentary at the end of Lovers Lane

The ability to be alone

But to not feel alone.

 

 

 

 

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