Some people are like trees
or so it seems
if you get what I mean.

Some are strong as an oak.
Some live as long as redwoods
bending with the wind.
Some like sugar maples
snap with a gust of wind.

A few people are like some other trees.
Think about the crab apple tree
and you will see what I mean.

Some weep like a willow;
Some all peaches and cream.
Then there are the pear, apple, prune and plum.

A prune is just a plum.
What’s a fig without a leaf?
Some need that fig leaf to cover their blushing cheeks.
Some choose the elm.
No need to go to extremes.
Of that I wouldn’t dream
even though I know some people are like some other trees.

Ben Gieske

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