Tree of Life

A Poem by Tyler G

a reminder of what I need to nurture

We planted this tree in fertile soil,
watered and tended, amidst the toil.
In stormy days we huddled close,
protecting what we valued most.
A seed not wanting of food and water,
but of love, effort, warmth and shelter.
The roots grow deep in tended ground,
soaking in everything around;
the good, the bad, the smallest things.
The happiest and saddest memories.
The ups and downs all are fed
to the growing seed lying in its bed.
As the years go by, what once seemed so small,
a living testament, standing tall,
offering shelter in the rain and heat,
the fruits it provides taste oh so sweet,
this beloved tree we planted in the fertile soil,
now stands higher than any storm or toil!