jealous

 as the earth around me slips into its yearly freeze

i can’t help but look on it with envy

the trees slip out of their healthy green

their most magnificent parts, dying beautifully 

shed without a thought

their wisdom of what’s to come guiding their strength

would that i, say goodbye to the parts of me not needed for the season 

trusting myself to grow what’s needed when the time comes 

instead i cling and cling 

to be remembered, to be desired, to be worth a second look

would that i 

have my roots extend so far into the earth

to hear her whispers

and know what’s in store, is worth more than what i miss