Branches stretched towards the heavens
Whipping in the wind remaining strong and tall.

Her leaves like tiny rays of hope
Glisten in the sunlight as they gently fall.

A labyrinth of twisted roots
Hidden deep beneath the tear stained earth.

She casts a shadow on a world
Which sadly has yet to see her worth.

Long has she waited for the storm to end
Alone and still her spirit remains free.

Willing to give someone her everything
For she is the giving tree