The Tree

5.
The tree is 5 years old now.
And after my last post about how time means nothing,
I am counting; keeping track.

I can't even take my own advice.
It was a volunteer. She wanted to plant it where it would grow.
She said we could keep track of the years together.

I was afraid it would keep track of the years apart.
But it's ok. It really is.
It's a nice tree.