My grandmother told me of a place

Where she played as a kid

She never said how she found it

But it’s gone now

There was a tree there

Fairly tall but just a sapling

It was beautiful

Or so she would tell me

This tree of hers was magic

She had claimed it to me as so

Every day she went back

It had grown even taller

Its’ branches and roots

Twisted ‘round everything

Other trees couldn’t break free

Not that they wanted to

Every day that went dark

The tree grew even bigger

Every night that turned bright

The land grew even thinner

And then before long

What would you know?

Her tree grew so tall

That it’s leaves tickled the sun

My grandmother swore

If you got to the top

You’d be able to reach up

And touch those high above

So now that she’s left

I’m finding that tree

I’m hiking up there

And I’m going to see

When I get to the top

I’ll prove everyone wrong

We’ll have a nice talk

Then I’ll make my way down

The roots may twist

Over the land that it’s taken

But nothing will stop me

From reaching her in heaven