Poetry project

Family Tree

You can map out names,

And branches that grow from a sapling.

You can watch a baby’s first steps,

And the height of an old oak soar.

You can etch love into your heart,

And letters into a tree’s bark.

You can grow old and lose,

And watch leaves fall and branches snap.

You can grow love in your heart,

And with that love, grow a family tree.