The winds of change blow as the
season come and go
And we grow:
We grow in stature;
We grow in status;
We mature.
The storm winds blow and we are tossed;
We know heartaches, disappointment and loss.
And we grow:
We grow in strenght-
Strenght of mind;
Strength of soul;
Strenght of purpose.
The calm breezes blow branches and leaves
sway gently to and fro
And we grow:
Our spirits soar;
Our bodies endur life's pain.
And as tree trunks stand firm,
so we stand secure in the fulfillment of our dreams
bubbling with hope yet serene.