To the tree in my backyard

The cool west wind blows, while I sit beside my old confidante, calm
Listening to my wits, it overreacts a lot
Excited when I tell him about you, sways even
Drama, but I blush all the same

It has grown with me, outgrown me even, majestic
And I wonder if it got company, when I am away
I wish I could be here more, I wish it wasn’t as complicated
But I am sure it understands, life
A soft purple weed has now grown by its side

I shall see you soon, old friend