Saplings.

There's a point in our lives where we get to play
Not realizing that we would all grow up one day
To a point where we'd care about what we'd say
And wonder if our life choices are looked at as okay

Our childhood friends
The ones we played with out in the yard
Who, whenever they saw headlights
Yelled the familiar "Car!"

We invited them to sleep over
And tried to stay up all night
Refusing to close our eyes
Until we saw the sunlight

Who came to our birthday parties
And gave the very best gifts
And when they had a drink
They didn't care if we sipped

It was absolutely fine
To just take a trip to the park
"As long as you were both home
Right when it's dark"

But what we didn't notice
When on monkey bars we hung
Was that we were both changing
Even though we were young

Because the things they showed us
Became life lessons
And our personalities were shaped
By their very presence

When we met
We were just little seeds
Not knowing what our roots
Would branch out to be

We both had to grow
To become a true tree
For right now
We were barely saplings

The sad part about it
Is that while our tree gained rings
With that very same person
We did less things

We didn't drink hot chocolate
On Christmas Eve
Even though we were cold
From losing leaves

And we're grown up now
I'm in Toms and you're in combat boots
But even though I've branched out
I still remember my roots.