I used to be an Oak tree
Standing proud from out the ground
Reaching my branches skywards
Then some bugger cut me down
They cut away my splendor
and left me there to die
But from my wounds, a sign of life
a tiny branch looked to the sky
And then appeared some tiny leaves
that unfolded from no where
This was a sign I'm coming back
growing once again.........so there
Never give up..............love Carol x
