If You Sprouted a Tree

a poem

Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay

Imagine, you sprouted a tree
where your hair used to be.

Fur grew on your skin
where your freckles had been.

The butterfly on your slick, black nose
tickles you with dancing, tiny ‘toes’.




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