I Shall Be a Flower 10: A Little Bird and a Big Tree

I told her to be a bird,
then she’d become
a little bird in front of me
and asked me to be
a big tree for her.
So I’d become a tree.

That little bird is snooping around
for a place to sit
on the tree
where birds of all different colors
are enjoying noisy chatter.

Little bird!
You are trying to sit
on the highest branch
but might fall on the ground
from the wobbling branch
because you have big breasts
even though your wings are small.

Why don’t you sit
on the thickest branch safely
and try to listen of the pulse
coming from the deep deep
root of the big tree.

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