Be a tree

Be a tree

A tree takes time to grow

This anyone would know.

Sometimes we feel that things

Should have been done yesterday

We would say to our dismay;

Think of that tree you see

Which experiences the seasons

Of winter, autumn, summer

And spring and each year

Of growth has its own

Special. ring recording the

Wet and dry who like us

Go through good and bad times

In this forest of humanity.

Neil Andrew Granger

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