Evergreen

I’ve weaved leaves between my fingers 
An attempt to self-obscure 
Trees breath the air of freedom 
I’ve always wondered 
When it’d be my turn 

The evergreen trees outside my window 
They call me to rise 
They see me to sleep 

And they taught me 
There is freedom in learning 
To put yourself first 

Yes, hail tapped the window with urgency 
But, the trees whispered reassurance 
“You’ll see when you’re ready” 

And they taught me 
There is freedom in knowing 
You put yourself first 

Trees grow weathered yet remain evergreen 
I’ve grown weathered 
I’ve grown evergreen