There I sit at the bottom of a tree,

Then suddenly a “clunk” ..

Is that a pear for me?

“For you my friend!” The tree exclaims

I rejoice and eat the whole darn thing

“Thank you for your fruits but why me?”

The tree replies “Ah yes, well you were hungry”

“Yes I agree, but why me?”

“I did not offer you anything and I have nothing to give”

Then she whispered…

“We all have our purpose and our own special gifts”

“My gift is to nourish you, in hopes you may one day nourish me too”

“I am here to provide for you, may you please provide for me too?”

–with love, Zoie