You are poem
You are a tree strong as steel
but as soft as sponge
tall and small
Swaying and stiff big and small
You are a mirror
smashed in the night light
You are the smell of chocolate
smooth and creamy
Bitter and spicy
You are Saturday morning
you smile and jump back in
your home you
hope that it will be grand
I like how you describe the trees
I like the bit as strong of steel, the tree trunks looked like steel poles in my mind.