There is something you should know
no matter where you choose to go
You'll always be a part of me
I am the roots-you are the tree

So spread your limbs reach for the sky
though seasons change and leaves may die
They bloom each spring with new glow
for roots are strong and never go

So be an Oak an Ash a Fir
a Willow tree that breezes stir
No matter what you choose to be
You'll always be a part of me

Tate

Original version probably one of the most beautiful i ever wrote Set in adobe with pictures and music of her childhood
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/477288/