Tree

Who am I?

Away from the smart phone corrections?

Do you really want to know?

Are you sure?

Well, I am a tree

with branches that reach out to many people.

People from all parts of the world.

My branches intend to help and heal

although some don't see it that way.

I am a tree.

Whose leaves change color with the seasons ,

who adapts to changing times,

and who is strong enough to handle any storm.

I am not easily torn down.

I am strong.

I am a tree.

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