I received this poem in a card today from Keith and Dede Marty and thought it was a good one:
"The Oak Tree"
A mighty wind blew night and day.
It stole the oak tree's leaves away,
Then snapped it 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, thanks to you,
I'm stronger than I ever knew."
I kind of feel bad for the person who wrote that poem - they receive no credit on the card for it. But, I liked it a lot and will be reaching out to my inner-oak tree. Thank you, Martys!
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