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Family....My loves

I am the tree. I am tall and strong. I have
lived many many years. My branches are
many. My roots are deep.

Life beats within. Life is created. My children
are the new trees. I hold onto them, and
shelter them from storms when they are
small. I share my heart with them.

I see my heart inside them as they become
their own life, and I must let go. They are the
tall ones. The strong ones. The protectors.
Confident. My Breath...My Life

©janiceraindavis
04/06/2020
JaniceRain
Written by JaniceRain (Rain Whispers)
Published
Author's Note
One of my many loves is trees. I love to sit under them and REALLY look at them. I look at all the lines of branches, and think about how I would draw them. I think about how I would paint the bark...
One of my many loves is trees. I love to sit under them and REALLY look at them. I look at all the lines of branches, and think about how I would draw them. I think about how I would paint the bark on my drawing to represent all the texture. I listen to the breeze blow through the leaves as I inhale and exhale slowly. I think about how many years it took for the tree to get that big. I think "what a beautiful old soul". And... I thank the tree for offering me shade, protection, strength, peace and life.
*My children have always been My Breath and My Life
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