Day 104

I climbed to the top of that big oak tree,
Just to see if  I could see you looking for me.
With each step, from limb to limb,
The sky opened up, leaves blew in the wind.
Half way up I had to take a rest,
Next to an old, worn out bird's nest.
I saw ants and bees, creatures of all kinds,
Wondering what they all do to unwind.
Continuing on, the ground was far beneath,
The top of tree just within my reach,
Getting there was an odyssey for me,
In the end, I did not see what I wanted to see.