O, giant sequoia:
Taller than Harkness Tower,
older than Yale’s first hour,
greener than Cross Campus,
rarer than Atlantis,
you are so impressive a conifer
that you’re seen but only through binoc’lars.
O, Christmas tree:
How strong you must be
to pull up so much water without the help of gravity.
So how is it that you can be that tall?
Is it your xylem, phloem, or osmotic pressure and all?
While you may not have flowers or fruit in your small town of California,
your use of small seeds and large cones trumps any old flowering begonia.
With long branches and thick bark,
your fireproof exterior would make for one heck of an ark;
but, in the interest of avoiding your extinction,
I’ll instead keep you and write about your distinction.