Stand tall oh mighty oak, for all the world to see, <br />your strength and undying beauty forever amazes me. <br />Though storm clouds hover above you, <br />your branches span the sky, <br />in search of the radiant sunlight you <br />count on to survive. <br />When the winds are high and restless and <br />you lose a limb or two, <br />it only makes you stronger, we <br />could learn so much from you. <br />Though generations have come and gone <br />and brought about such change, <br />quietly you've watched them all yet still <br />remained the same. <br />I only pray God give to me the strength he's <br />given you, <br />to face each day with hope, whether <br />skies are black or blue, <br />Life on earth is truly a gift <br />every moment we must treasure, <br />it's the simple things we take for granted <br />that become our ultimate pleasures. <br /> <br />Copyright © Kathy J Parenteau<br /><br />Kathy Parenteau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-mighty-oak/
