but have you complimented a tree today?
for the love of trees
i hold the Guinness Book of World Records for the most compliments given to a Sycamore tree in thirty seconds.
sycamores love compliments. i once knew an oak who pat me on the head after i told her i loved her. she said, “that’s nice, dear. but go tell it to a sycamore.”
i guess sycamores are more open to attention. i always thought that wouldn’t be the case on account of their name. sick. of. more. ha! some people, nature and things don’t need or want a lot of attention but I can’t help myself. whenever i see people, nature and things, i want them to know that i can see that they are… (start timer)
you're a natural beauty that turns foliage into art;
your sturdiness impresses all who
witness
your grace is unmatched,
your strength enviable,
you are a life-giver,
oxygen maker
leaves whisper so serene
you are majestic,
a symbol of growth,
elegance and grace,
with a bark that tells a story, generously providing oxygen for all and
your canopy is inviting,
your leaves, vibrant and lush.
you are kind to provide shade;
your stillness is inspirational,
you give a home to animals,
so tall and proud,
your rustling leaves the sound of pure joy,
you know how to 100% be yourself,
you are YOU no matter the weather,
you are YOU with confidence and strength.
you are you. you are you. you are you.
sycamores are never sick of more of a good thing.
same.