the uncommoner
she stood tall like a tree
and come spring
she was beginning to bud
pick a fruit any fruit
what would you like to be
when you grow up
apples or peaches or pears
or maybe something
entirely different
like chokeberries
or hazelnuts
something much bigger
like coconuts
she stood tall like a tree
and come spring
she climbed even higher
having come to know exactly
where she wanted to be
december two thousand twenty-three
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