A mighty wind blew night and day It stole the oak tree's leaves away Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark Until the oak was tired and stark
But still the oak tree held its ground While other trees fell all around The weary wind gave up and spoke. How can you still be standing Oak?
The oak tree said, I know that you Can break each branch of mine in two Carry every leaf away Shake my limbs, and make me sway
But I have roots stretched in the earth Growing stronger since my birth You'll never touch them, for you see They are the deepest part of me
Until today, I wasn't sure Of just how much I could endure But now I've found, with thanks to you I'm stronger than I ever knew
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HOW DEEP ARE YOUR ROOTS.
With
so much going on in each of our lives this poem has so much meaning to
all of us because all of us go through our own trials...and as the years
go by the the world gets crazier and crazier more evil and backwards.......we
have to have our roots planted deep or we will not survive.
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1 comment:
I bet D just loved his bday present! Thoughtful wife :)
Fall has been absolutely beautiful - bugs and all. (wait - minus the wasps. Ha!)
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