You grew trees for her and paid no mind to the weeds in our yard. Our years of growth, left unattended once you found her evergreen.
You grew trees for her with the seeds we collected together. I once saw them as love tokens, you dropped them like dimes.
You grew trees for her when our ground was bare. The rain came, the grass grew high; you refused to notice every morning you’d reverse out the drive.
You two left together to plant trees somewhere new; I’m sorry to say that, sometimes the sun can’t uplift bad roots.