A poem
“Waving” by yours truly
I said to my Mom once while a depressed late teen
That it seemed sometimes as if it is the trees are waving at you.
We were walking outside.
She replied, “They are waving to you.”
It came back to me because one of the tall trees nearby
Gets caught up in wind sometimes and seems to be waving.
R.E.M. had a song I liked in the 1980s called
“The Flowers of Guatemala” that has as its main line
“The flowers cover everything.”
I quoted it to my Mom on our outdoor walk
And she replied, “They do.”