You are strong, standing alone all the storms.

You may lose some branches and leaves but you still have your roots into the earth.

You never stop growing, even in the middle of storms.

You learn to be flexible when it is too windy.

As the circumstances change, your color and mood change too.

Turning your face sometimes into yellow, orange, and red.

You are still alive, just going through the life circumstances.

Days and nights pass, seasons change and a year goes by and you get older.

Your wrinkles indicate your life experiences, not your age.

Every day, you are reaching out the light, in the search of life.

Expanding your branches and showing off, proud of being alive.

Joining forces to be together, unifying all the branches in one tree.

You realize that you are not alone, as all branches are together and care about each other.

Whispering in the wind, I hear among branches, I am not alone. You are not alone. We are not alone.

Because we are all together in a tree called humanity.