The Oak Tree
by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr.
A mighty wind blew night and day.
It stole the Oak Tree's leaves away.
Then snapped its boughs
and pulled its bark
until the Oak was tired and stark.
But still the Oak Tree held its ground
while other trees fell all around.
The weary wind gave up and spoke,
"How can you still be standing Oak?"
The Oak Tree said, I know that you
can break each branch of mine in two,
carry every leaf away,
shake my limbs and make me sway.
But I have roots stretched in the earth,
growing stronger since my birth.
You'll never touch them, for you see
they are the deepest part of me.
Until today, I wasn't sure
of just how much I could endure.
But now I've found with thanks to you,
I'm stronger than I ever knew.
Love the poem! and I'm so excited to have found your blog! Thanks for finding me.... and I was just wondering this morning if you had had that little baby yet... now I know. hang in there. I think I'm a pretty active and happy pregnant woman till those last 2 weeks - then it's just FRUSTRATION... I'm so with ya. I thought your story of waking up in the middle of the night and being mad was great... big hugs.
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