A small piece in honor of a friend

It has been a long while since I have posted to this blog.
What can I say, life overtook writing.

In honor of National Poetry Writing Month here is a piece that I wrote in honor of a good friend
and colleague in tutoring. He passed several years ago, and I think it might actually have been during the month of April.

For Charlie

When one sees a tree

it is easy to forget

the seed that it came from

and the seeds that it has spread.

The former can be found if one

looks within the heart of the tree.

But for all the seeds that the tree planted,

one is left to only guess.

From that one tree

many a life may grow,

each reflecting the tree that gave it life.

Some may even become trees of great stature,

to spread more seeds of their own.