Wednesday, March 25, 2009

A Poem

Just because you always remember seeing something
Doesn't mean it's always been there.
Doesn't mean it always will be.
If you just pass by the tree on the corner
And never sit beneath its branches
Or rake the leaves
Or take a moment to study the caterpillar on the trunk
You don't know all the things that make the tree strong
Or weak, for that matter.
When something becomes part of the scenery
It's easy to forget how valuable it is.
That's the problem with becoming a fixture.
Fixtures have to be maintained.
Fixtures aren't appreciated until they don't work properly,
Or don't work at all.