Be a Tree

Have roots
To ground yourself.
Roots that anchor
You firmly
To the place
You are meant
To be.
Have bark
To guard yourself.
It may be thick
And scarred
With wounds
But still
It does the job.
Branch out -
Always keep reaching.
It is never wrong
To strive
For greatness.
Believe, in fact,
That you are
So very great.
Have leaves
To leave behind
For someone else
To find.
Leaves that grow
More brilliant
With age.
Leaves that carpet
Their walk with your
Wisdom.
Leaves that
Let them know
You were here once
And you are never
Truly
Gone.