NaPoWriMo Day 11...Origin

Todays prompt was to write about my origin story, where I came from. I'm from the PNW and so fir trees are apart of my story, rooted deep in me.

Origin

I roamed my small years among giants,

stretched for the plumpest black berry,

followed fir needles deep into the forest.

I moved with the scent of cedar

the aching creak of tree trunks

and tasted their perfume on my lips.

I swayed when they swayed,

I dug my taproot deep into the clay, 

even the rain could not erode my grip.