Hello, old friend.

I wonder what you think of the world
as it changes around you.

Do you marvel at the metal towers that grow up
and soar above you?
Are they miracles,
or abominations in your eye?
And do you taste the new concoctions in the air?
Do they feel bitter against your leaves?
Or do you just accept this
as the world's new norm?

Either way, my friend,
It makes me happy to see you're still here,
granting the gifts of your shade and clarity,
without a thought to do otherwise,
even among the changing of days.

Photo by me, Downtown Phoenix, AZ