I want to grow a tree
Strong and tall
Shelter
For the coming fall
Though soil to seed
Is hard to find
Free of filth
And man's grime
My life I give
To search this earth
To find a place
To rest my worth
Patience pending
I move along
Fleeting heart
Pretending strong
Though weak and weary
It's beat may be
The love it carries
Keeps me free
