I’m a Sloth in a Tree

I’m a sloth in a tree
no one staring at me
just a sloth in a tree
nothing too fascinating
I’m a sloth in a tree
just a sloth in a tree

I’m a sloth in a tree
someone’s looking at me
am I interesting?
nah, just a sloth in a tree
are they pointing at me?
nah, they just like my tree
and that’s okay by me
I’m just a sloth in my tree

I’m a sloth, look at me
just eating my leaf
such a sloth is me
just a sloth in a tree
I don’t fall from my tree
even when I’m asleep
just a sloth in a tree
with toes numbered three

I’m a sloth in a tree
no one knows about me
so no one wants to eat me
and that’s just fine by me
I’m a sloth in a tree
and if you would believe
if I fell from my tree
I could stay in one piece
cuz I’m a sloth you see

I’m a sloth in a tree
and if you would believe
something surprising
I can swim like a fishy
with my toes numbered three
but I’m best in my tree
doin’ my hanging
cuz I’m a sloth you see

I’m a sloth in a tree
are you looking at me?
and my toes numbered three?
chillin’ in my tree?
well, you’re cool too I see
in my neighbouring tree
with a toe less than me
but another kind of slothy
so let’s hang out, you and me
and enjoy some gravity!

         

      

Copyright L.M. 2008.  (Dedicated to E.M..).

Maple

on the underside of a leaf
it was written like a picture
slow, delicate, strokes
finding a lost path along each vein
and I read it aloud
listening to each line
tracing it in my mind
letting the song begin

and did I save you? I’m sorry
if the life crossed over
shining within you so bright
with the scent of new rain
it’s almost too much to feel
you let me breathe tonight

    

      

Copyright L.M. 2007.