THE TREE

         

            It began as a seed 

            Then a fragile plant;

            Vying with the hardy weed

            For a place in the earth.

            Now it's robust and strong

            Magnificent with its regal crown;

            Branches outspread in gratitude

            For the rain and sunshine from the Lord.

           At sunrise it greets the sun

            That gives warmth to its sinewy arms;

            And all day long it plays

            With the tireless breeze!

            Little children love to frolic

            Under its refreshing shade;

            While above the birds twitter

            Flitting joyously here and there.

            If a tree can give thanks to God

            For its existence with a grateful nod;

            Can't we love a tree

            That sustains us with the breath of life?