The gardener tends to the baby tree,
watering it every day.
Gnarled wood twists and climbs,
forming a thin trunk with wiry branches.
But it still won’t grow.
When dry wind blows, bent
arms strain, reaching for sky.
Uprooting is the only answer;
he digs around the dying tree.
Lifting the tender sapling, old soil
shakes out of tangled roots.
Distress controls the young tree
as it yearns again for soil,
but the gardener knows it
will survive across the yard, in the sun.
His shovel digs a new home.
He replants the withering tree
into soil that is shocking at first, but healthy.
A few seasons later, when a year has passed,
the tree has found new strength.
The trunk thickens; blossoms
begin to bloom as spring bursts through
the desolate winter months.
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