An
inspiration:
We are like trees: ever changing with the seasons.
The leaves:
our words that bubble forth and adorn who we
are.
Ever moving
with the wind and yet remaining firm.
Our branches:
are all those extensions of us such as:
Our family,
our children, and our friends.
The more branches
that we have, the more gracious that we are.
And then in
the trunk is where our heart lies:
Who We are
with all our lines, and textures that define us.
All the traces
of our experiences, and all imprints that remain
The hardy
trunk with all its lines is who we are.
And yet we
have been nourished all these years
By our roots,
our mottos and morals,
That brought
the rich nutrients from the soil that surrounds them.
-K. G. G. 10-27-2010
