More Pine Nuts For Me

The new neighbor wants it Gone
because it places its gifts of cones in his yard
He being a squinty eyed measure man
rakes their fragrant selves together places
a pine cone mound beside the trunk
refusing all he’s been given
Do not be him, always turning away
Instead, be grateful for the bountiful
gifts this world offers— pine cones,
light to see by
and a venerable tree to see.