Tree of Life

Beneath the trees that stretch to skies,
A father takes his child in stride,
His roots dig deep, his arms outstretched,
His shade a haven, a nest, a sledge.

With quiet strength, he stands his ground,
A pillar tall, unyielding bound,
He bends and sways with gentle might,
A dance for two, all day and night.

And in the light that breaks through leaves,
A father watches his child's dreams,
He whispers secrets, stories old,
Of highs and lows, of brave and bold.

So let the winds howl fierce and free,
For here the child stands safe with he,
A father's love, a shelter true,
A tree of life for me and you.