Constant Rate
February 8, 2023
Proud tall tree
With a crown made out of vibrate fresh leaves
And that’s what you like about me
But currently I’ve been freezing and dying
Resprouting into a delicate flower
With a need for love
Relearning the cycles of life
Not letting you know of my fragility
“Call me please”
I state
Adding
“But you don’t have to”
While my pedals fall at a constant rate