Climbing The Tree Of Life

From below the earth I took root

and began to sprout

At times it was difficult to

reach and find the sunlight

There were bad days, cold nights

and windy storms

through it all I grew and began

to develop arms

It was shakey times never knowing

when I would be cut down and fall

just to rot into the ground

As I grew older I got stronger

and stronger

Now with my limbs deftly sturdy

and with the Spring and Summer

breeze, I was now fully developed

with brillant colored leaves

Now I have grown old, the bark

of armor now stripped away exposing

me to the cold

My arms are now bent and

breaking away day by day

Soon I will be just a hollow

of myself and as the burden of death

bends me to the ground, I look to

the sky and with a smile I

gleefuly say thank you I

truly enjoyed my stay