Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 High Wood

We trees along our road have grown

Over the years to be quite tall.

We know by each other's growth shown,

Higher and higher, one and all.

How high we'll grow, we are not sure.

Let nature take its course we say.

Whatever more growth does occur,

We'll take it easy, day by day.

Of course we all were amused by

Our road getting the name, Highwood.

The humans did not tell us why,

But that's okay, we all feel good.

We do tell young, short trees, we do,

"One day you will be high wood too."