Under the Bridge

Yesterday when I was singing I felt like the birds were singing along

im here wt my favorite tree

i got to see a new side of it since the creek dried

im sad I didn't visit it enough while it was here

in a way I'm happy because my tree gets a break and is able to root itself in the dirt better w/o the sand loosing its way too much wt the current

because the creek dried I get to see what happened to that branch

i could've sworn it had another branch and o couldn't remember but now that the creek has dried I see it there and know I was right

when the water's gone it makes me sad but I wonder if the tree appreciates it all the more when it's there it's roots are so intricate that I'm sure its stored the goods the water brought it

i want to sing here but I don't want anyone to hear me

its not the same as being under the bridge the acoustics are better and the likelihood of anyone hearing me and me getting embarrassed are way smaller