i found an alien by a birch tree

I found you crying, cold and afraid,

Next to a birch tree that was planted when I was born.

It’s a place of solace, a place of shade.

It’s the place those go when so forlorn.

I sat slowly down,

With my back against the tree.

I spent a moment looking around,

And my eyes rested on a nearby daisy.

I helped run your hands along the stem

And showed your fingers the softness of the petal

I placed the flower along your shirt, the hem,

And kept it there to let it settle.

I hoped you understood the beauty, I held my hand out to you,

You looked at me with focused eyes and took it like you knew.