The Tree Life
I feel like my life is like a tree.
For each branch comes a new challenge,
For each piece of bark a new choice.
Sometimes I don't make the right choice,
Sometimes I fail my challenge,
But I never give up.
As I keep climbing my tree,
If I slip I regain my footing,
If I fall I start over,
And if I reach the top to soon... Well, I'll enjoy the view.
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