The Tree of Woman© Lynn Szostek
Roots, shoots, fruits
A woman thou art these
From tiny seedling rooted deep
Grown tall and strong, a tree
With branches reaching far and wide
Stemming from her core
They find the sun and catch the rain
And sway through any storm
Though leaves may change and some may shed
A branch may break or bend
Just when you think her time is done She blossoms once again.
