Jessica L. Morris

I remember that day
sitting under that enormous tree
thinking about you
like it was yesterday.

I wonder why?

No other day
from so long ago
remains in my mind. 
I never really thought 
you were that important to me.

Maybe you never were – 
maybe it was that enormous tree – 
that tree that sheltered me
and offered me a space of rest. 

That’s why I’m smiling now.

Now, 
I’m remembering that tree.