Eight years old
Sitting on my daddies knee.
He said, "Baby girl, let me tell you
That love is like a tree."
Such a young age,
I was not too sure what he meant.
But as he spoke,
I got the hint.
"Love is like a tree,
when both sides try,
that tree stands tall and strong.
But let me tell you what happens when all of the
struggles are shoved to one side.
The tree snaps,
the weight it tries holding snaps it right in two.
Do not ever allow a man to
think that everything is all on you."
Love is like a tree, that stands tall and strong.
I thought I knew the answers all along.
But, it seems that daddy forgot one thing.
Even if both sides try,
there is still going to be pain.