Benji, our Benjamina Ficus tree, was given a name
because he’s been a part of our family for over
three decades—ever since he was a housewarming
gift from my grandmother.

My daughter’s wedding ceremony was performed
next to him. Our two grand-daughters had their
naming ceremonies alongside him, too.

Six-foot-tall Benji resides indoors for protection
from Chicago’s cold weather.
But come summer, Benj’s captivity ends,
and he is moved to a natural habitat—the backyard.

I imagine …

His delight when the rain drenches him and
the sun comes out and dries off his leaves.
His thrill when cardinals and sparrows perch on
his slender branches
His gladness when wind buffets him about and
breezes float by.

Within a couple of weeks in his new home,
Benji bursts forth with dozens of bright new leaves.

It must be how he expresses joy.