Planted during a rainless spring,
we tried so hard to grow;
the soil was so rough,
and we couldn't take root.
The summer storms were ******* us,
but we held our ground,
shaking in shallow earth.
And when fall came,
you turned a different color than me,
but we lost our leaves just the same.
Winter came far too soon,
freezing us in place.
Our branches barely touching,
we knew we wouldn’t make it.
And when spring came again,
we woke up with deadened twigs,
and I was half uprooted,
but oh god, how I tried,
I tried to grow with you, I swear,
and I begged you to help me grow, too,
but you were too close to the sky
to even hear me