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by Jenna Jul 9, 2007 category : Life, society / inspirational
Tough bark On rough skin Feeling all it's layers But each is so thin. A ring for each memory, To each scar that remains Wild leaves blowing To the earthy ground it claims It sheds its leaves And begins each year a new But a ring around the edges Will help it remember what it has been throughTall and steady, Roots clutching to the ground Animals build homes here It is going to take a lot to tear it down And yet, as I look, Through the peeling bark and falling leaves I admire this tree, And everything it believes For it always starts fresh, With each season that blows Never letting the hurt From extra baggage show But it never forgets, And it still stands tall, Through the snow, hail, rain, and sleet, It never will fall I wish I were more like this tree, Standing tall and proud, And nothing they could say, Would ever bring me down