Poem "The Mighty Oak"

For a perspective when things get difficult

Here is a poem that our son Brock loved and memorized on his mission:

“The Mighty Oak” 

A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the oak trees 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 into

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.”