Planted by a stream
my roots are nourished by You.
Swaying to & fro with the winds…
but I stand firm.
Enjoying the sunshine You provide…
Branches reaching towards You,
in all directions they stretch.
As leaves start to bud I am serenaded…
Birds sing lullabies & love songs
to their newborns nestled in my nooks & crannies.
I sing my own song to You…
The wind tickles my leaves
as they twist & turn in interpretive dance…
It’s a song of praise You know well, as I sing it
all the live long day…
What a blessed day to be a tree!
Cool poem, Sarah!! Keep writing. : )
Kerri
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Thanks Kerri!! Appreciate you reading it!!
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Very visual and inspirational, Sarah! Keep writing!
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