It started out as two
Just a couple to climb my hill
When a warm wind blew the ice away
And that's all it was for a few rotations

Then the couple, just the two
Turned into three, now just a few
Boy was he loud
Not long after it was just two, that's okay
Little did I know it was gonna be a trio again

As some time passed it became four
But one never left my root's side
"Odd" I thought
I decided to nurture it, now it is with me forever
The situation is always changing

I have housed mice and birds
Snakes and cats
And now
Humans

But as they age, so do I
I know they all love me and my hill
Sometimes they just come to hide

I've never been lonely
they always come back, but now I hold two
And three come back

Alas I'm growing old and my own children
Have only just taken root and a third lies with us, but only one
comes back to us, my children and I

It seems I can't give them up, although they lie still
I can't imagine the same fate
None come to visit