The strong but aging tree stands tall
Watching her leaves begin to fall
Reflecting on the years she lived
The good she saw, the things she did
Each yellowed leaf now hits the ground
But what she sees are blessings found
Those years, though hard, have been first-rate
Her children strong, grandkids and great!
Watching her leaves begin to fall
Reflecting on the years she lived
The good she saw, the things she did
Each yellowed leaf now hits the ground
But what she sees are blessings found
Those years, though hard, have been first-rate
Her children strong, grandkids and great!
One by one, those leaves still fell
But she knew she'd lived life well
Lessons learned, and blessings gained
Full of joy and sometimes pain
She knew the summer wouldn't last
And rest will come once she has passed
Her final leaves soon too will go
And then, at last, the bitter snow
But she knew she'd lived life well
Lessons learned, and blessings gained
Full of joy and sometimes pain
She knew the summer wouldn't last
And rest will come once she has passed
Her final leaves soon too will go
And then, at last, the bitter snow
Her family then, still looking on
Will watch their mother pass along
They'll know they still have much to learn
Rough paths to cross, new leaves to turn
Then with eternity in view
They'll keep their testimonies true
And then with joy continue on
For separation isn't long
Will watch their mother pass along
They'll know they still have much to learn
Rough paths to cross, new leaves to turn
Then with eternity in view
They'll keep their testimonies true
And then with joy continue on
For separation isn't long
by Emily Roy
5/17/2019
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