The Oak Tree
A mighty wind blew
night and day
It stole the oak
tree's leaves away
Then snapped its
boughs and pulled its bark
Until the oak was
tired and stark
But still the oak
tree held its ground
While other trees
fell all around
The weary wind
gave up and spoke.
How can you still
be standing Oak?
The oak tree said,
I know that you
Can break each
branch of mine in two
Carry every leaf
away
Shake my limbs,
and make me sway
But I have roots
stretched in the earth
Growing stronger
since my birth
You'll never touch
them, for you see
They are the
deepest part of me
Until today, I
wasn't sure
Of just how much I
could endure
But now I've
found, with thanks to you....I'm stronger than
I ever knew
- Johnny Ray Ryder Jr
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