My Family is a Tree
My family is a tree with branches holding up the leaves of our relationship
My dad is the trunk of the tree strong and sturdy but even the trunk can fall at some times
My mom is the spring and summer leaves bright, stunning and, beautiful
My brother is the chipmunk of the tree digging into everyone’s business
My grandparents are the roots, making us all who we are
My stepmoms are the apples of the tree coming in and they turn out to be sweet
And I’m the leaves, connected to everyone in some sort of way