As the leaves touched the ground
tears fell from my eyes.
For I have seen what I've become,
the progress of what I am.
I am like a tree in spring
whose leaves brought shade to all.
And as I greet my dearest sunshine
I smiled at how I withstood the fall.
I am like a tree in summer,
basking under the mighty sun.
Celebrated life and its glory
by sharing life and making memories.
I am like a tree in autumn
whose leaves slowly withered.
Yet as my leaves kissed the soil,
a thousand friends I have garnered.
I am like a tree in winter,
blistered by the freezing cold.
But never did I give up hope
I know spring is my home.
Through the seasons I have learned
that our life is like a tree.
Though the winds could bring us down
These winds breathe life into our stories.
And as the leaves touched the ground,
a smile flashed from my lips.
I am glad of what I've become
and the process of becoming it.