a forest of small things

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we are young
growing stronger by the day
summer pushes us taller
fall drops our leaves
winter leaves us frozen
waiting
but then spring comes
and we grow stronger still

we stand together
a forest of small things
the birds on my branch
have learned to fly
but still come back
the deer keep running
jumping over the river
that is doing the same
it's fish have all been safe
and they all have what they need
the floor is full to the brim
but only if you look

and yet
they come
we fall
one by one
jolt
sadness

crash.

and yet
our children survive
the birds will flock to them
when they are our size
they never kill the children
but maybe by the time they grow old
no one will hurt them anymore
these are my final thoughts

in this forest of small things