Rooted

The mighty oak,

reminds me of you,

strong, sturdy and

resilient too.

Your roots ground down

into Mother Earths core,

so I can rise up high,

to fly and soar,

You are my mighty rock,

that I crash against,

always reminding me,

that it’s ok to break.

So I thank you,

from the bottom of my heart,

for remaining strong,

when I’m falling apart.