My Family is a Tree

Art Poems and Stories

My Family is in a Tree
My name is Maple, and my family is a tree called, "The Family Tree." Some branches have been broken, but are still hanging on, hanging round, while some that have been broken have fallen to the ground. Some branches are stunted and will grow no more, whereas some have been pruned and will grow limbs, twigs and leaves galore. But, eventually the tree, its roots, its branches, its limbs and its seeds will all be gone except for its spirit of love that lives on and on.
                                                                                                                                                                                              ~Constance Faith Koehler (c) 2018~