Vince and Vero, sittin’in a Tree,
Now that that are married,
Will they tell their story
About their life living in a Tree.
They live in a Tree?
t is not just any tree.
To begin with, it always looks like different animals come to bless it, and you can see their faces; different people see different animals.
I always see a doe. My mom sees a dog most the time.
The house is built at the tree’s top.
One end is higher than the other because they’d heard high end houses were in.
They polish the floor with furniture polish and put their bests socks on at the door. Then they slide from the high end all the way across the house to the very lowest wall. They land in a stack of perpendicular pillows. They climb the curly cue walls back to the top as many times as the want.
Of course, if they don’t want the house to be high on one side, the floor lifts to level at the pull of a lever that is curled in a curly cue tip.
It is glorious to live in the tree’s tippy top; it is cozy and easy to breathe,
and that is what coming home is about.
I am hoping to talk to Vero and Vince, to ask them if I may tell their tales, tell some of the whacked out weird Zane-crazy you-name it kind of stuff they have encountered since they met, fell in love, got married, and moved in to the high end house.
Who wants to hear their stories?