Sitting in the branches
supported by the bough
reaching and swaying
what is the trunk
that keeps the bough up
the backbone of life
the source of nourishment
and strength
the lowest common denominator
the branches have their seasons
leaves come and go
the trunk is steady
She might sit in the branches
but maybe now
She's your trunk
who is the backbone
forever more unchanged
always there to nourish and support
