💕 Why Bushes Love Tall Trees 💕

Why do bushes embrace the tree's grand height, While weeds, with scorn, they swiftly smite? A tale of nature's choice, in shadows dwelt, A dance of life and strife, both day and night. The tree, a majesty of grace and might, Its roots sunk deep, a symphony of cells, Yet weeds, they crawl, like beggars in the dell, Their fate entwined with disdain's cruel bite. But hark, for each holds purpose in this sphere, The tree, a haven for the birds above, The weed, a healer, potent and sincere, In harmony, they weave the web of love you seek. So let not judgment cloud our soul's clear sight, For all have worth in nature's grand design.