Roots

The oak tree out the window

Has grown over the roof,

I used to try to trim it,

But it's just no use.

At first, I cut the branches,

And eventually, the stem

That started from the ground,

Just like I did with him.

Amazing how a tree

Can be cut to the stump,

Told that it's not wanted,

And it's time to give up,

If you didnt know,

You'd walk by, and not see

A perfect little bud growing

Where it used to be,

And now, it lives again,

I could cut it till I bleed,

But the surface doesnt matter

When the strength is underneath.