Roots

My roots are on a small planted median

In front of what used to be a bus station

Downtown in the place I grew up.

One spring day we gathered

Scouts with shovels, picks, trees

Dug up the grass and put in our roots.

A pear tree, I believe. But I don't remember for sure.

And some shrubs. Modest, but everlasting.

I laid down the entrance to the downtown

of the place I grew up.

And the last time I saw it,

It was still there.

JL