The Heart Of An Ugly Tree – Day 193, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

I may be that ‘ugly one’ in our bunch,
As others walk by without taking notice,
But,
I still sway side to side as if I’m dancing to the beats of Salsa,
Bachata,
Whatever their feet flows to the moment,
While I provide a breath of fresh air anytime they run out,
Holding on to their little cups of Matcha.
At least,
Someone finds me beautiful enough to water the patch of soil surrounding me,
While planting seeds from a dream,
I do my best to help grow,
Whatever that may be.
Others can hate me as much as they please,
But,
Still I stand motionless against the breeze,
Of any bad wolf doing their best to blow another’s house down.
Yes!
I am a Tree,
Ugly of all things,
Yet,
Here I am,
With a dance or two,
Giving everyone what they need,
To dry them of their tears.
Have no fear…