branches heavy with promises left by lovers
who press against
                her canopy        whispers back
                all are lost to the night

night cold and still
leaves sparkle under street lights
she sings a lullaby to sooth us all to sleep

on hot summer days        she takes up the whole sky
watches over us
school students by the hundreds pass under
dignitaries pass by

she is all knowing and offers so much
longing to be touched
to make nets and string
contented to ring pink bells for spring

rain glosses her leaves        turning them deep green
wooden seed pods ahull down deep gutters
she smiles as we dash and weave

                at other times sorrowful    because most do not see
                our beauty in our street

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