Trees

These trees tell a story

They've seen time or two

Faithfully they stand watch

Like iron soldiers do

Beautiful to be gazed upon

Humbly showering us with shade

Thinking about their yesterdays

Their memories never fade

Their roots dig deep into the ground

Their branches touch the sky

They wonder at the friends who've gone

At how time travels by

Their innocence stands still and strong

Their purity shines bright

With all the changes happening 'round

To earth they cling so tight

If only I could be like a tree

I'd stand my ground in grace

And reach my arms up to the clouds

Strengthened by heaven's embrace

People ever rushing by

Fearful of all, push and shove

Not me, as a tree, I will peacefully be

Free in the winds of His love

5.31.11