I never saw the larches grow
spent every fall dreaming of snow
you say their needles color-change
each year we grew more estranged
I never saw a red wood sprout
you begged me to remain devout
follow you through dawn and dusk
leave behind an empty husk
I never saw an elm take root
knew youth would not restitute
as crow's feet and lines set in
I thought of what did not begin
I never saw alpine ranges, steep
nor dared venture through oceans deep
never walked through sandy dunes
nor soared through skies in air balloons
for every star I never saw shine
moments spent in the sideline
I vow to make the most of today
before alone, I pass away