Saturday, November 23, 2013

Five Minute Friday - Tree

The tree's bright red leaves are brilliant against the blue sky. It spreads its branches wide and tall, stretching toward the top of the house. It invites us, as children, to climb it, to explore each limb. But, we are forbidden to touch even its trunk. For it is beloved my our mother. She warns us to never even be tempted to touch it. Only our father is allowed to shakes its wet leaves over our heads after it rains. 

The tree is towering at the end of the driveway. It's piney needles nestle together, allowing us to hide. We climb quickly, scaling each branch, almost scraping the sky. We are all in the tree, pretending to be woodland creatures, chattering, scattering, gathering. All of us, but the littlest, the youngest. We tell her she's too small, but we mean she doesn't belong. Four to one, she is forbidden to climb and pretend. I wish I could go back and invite her to join us.
Its trunk is thick, able to uphold the generously large branches that stretch out over the lawn. It's inviting our children to climb, explore, to see the world from a bird's eye view. We encourage them, joining them, climbing higher, exploring more. Everyone is invited. Everyone is allowed. Everyone is welcome.   
I wasn't able to link to Lisa Jo's blog last week for this prompt but, will be linking this week. 
Maybe you should, too!

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