“the mississippi tree.”

morning dew drips off green leaves. the cool breeze greets & comforts me. the new sky breaks from violet in this scene.

as i lean on the mississippi tree.

the grass is flowing. raindrops increasing. mud surrounds my feet. the cold i feel. so I know it’s real.

as i lean on the mississippi tree.

see that tree, it protected me from all i could not see. Under that tree, the dreams that I became…

as I lean on the mississippi tree.