Wednesday, September 1, 2010

The Oak Tree

A mighty wind blew night and day

It stole the oak tree's leaves away

Then snapped it's boughs and pulled it's bark until the oak tree was tired and stark

But still the oak tree held it's 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."


A message of encouragement...your friend, Jodi

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Thank you Jodi for sharing this poem! Good to be reading your blog again. xoxo Hill