Be like a Tree.
If men would but stand fast like a treeThough fierce winds blow and rains fall
Bending and dipping but not breaking at all
You will stand in quiet majesty, tall and free
When conditions grow harsh with disfavor
Stand strong, proud and unwavering in faith
The tides will turn though it may come late
It will crown you with laurels of honor
When seasons turn favorable spread your arms
May your fruits give the motherless food and hope
May your shade give the homeless reason to cope
Then the world will flock to bask in your novel charm
When all that is you is rooted good and deep
No storm can reach the rich dreams you keep.
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