See the tree that I planted with love
As she grows reaching out for the clouds up above
It was merely a small twig when I put it in the ground
I watched her grow and kept her save and sound
Like a child I had to nourish her with water and love
Until she was able - with nature to take hold of
See how tall she’s grown through the years
I feel like a father who is about to shed tears
Of course she’s only a tree - one of many
The years ahead of her are therefore plenty
I know a tree lives - by mother nature’s laws
She grows regardless of all of her flaws
If she could speak would she thank me for the life I gave her?
No, for she is a part of mother nature - through her - life did occur
She will supply me with shade through the heat of the day
I will lay back and marvel and offer a prayer
Thank you dear God for this marvelous gift called a tree
I believe I’ll give her a name - I’ll call her Marie
11/20/08
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