Tree
I am a tree because although I am small, I am strong. And soon, just as a tree reaches to the sky, I will reach high above me towards my dreams. I will continue to grow towards greatness, and will majestically inspire others to grow. I am a tree because I will never forget my roots, which keep me firmly planted to the ground. As a tree patiently waits for spring to come, I will wait until I too will become a wise, knowing, giant. And like a tree I will never give up; come freezing winters, or scorching summers
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