Mmmmm mimosa tree--
so exotic, so easy to climb
and spy upon the world.
During holiday visits to Greenwood:
the parent siblings together
settling into the great room
getting down to the real work:
the fuzzy business of reminiscing.
She ran to the mimosa tree
to carve out an imaginary house
with branching rooms
where sitting was comfortable
where listening was not voices.
The boy cousins played football—
but the mimosa tree called her—
always ready, always willing
to be whatever she imagined:
boat, barn, cave or car.
Mmmmm mimosa tree--
so exotic, so easy to climb
and dream of other worlds.
