The Oak Tree

Saturday at the farmers market, they were selling a fundraiser cookbook for breast cancer. Of course I bought one. I took it with me to my mom's on Sunday and as I was flipping through the pages, I came across this poem. I am not sure who wrote this or for what reason, but it seems fitting for a lot more than just the breast cancer fight. It also makes me think of all the people who have written me words of encouragement. They make me go on when I doubt myself or this journey that I am on. And, duh, it made me cry..LOL!

The Oak Tree

A mighty wind blew night and day.

It stole the oak tree’s leaves away,

Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark

Until the oak was tired and stark.


But still the oak tree held its ground

While other trees fell all around.

The weary wind gave up and spoke,

"How can you still be standing oak?"


The oak tree said, "I know that you

Can break each branch of mine it two,

Carry every leaf away,

Shake my limbs, and make me sway.


But I have roots stretched in the earth,

Growing stronger since my birth.

You’ll never touch them for you see,

They are the deepest part of me.


Until today I wasn’t sure

Of just how much I could endure.

But now I’ve found with thanks to you,

I’m stronger than I ever knew.