My Life What It Was To Me

Looking to the mountain I see
an ole' gnarled cedar tree
Next to it a sapling,
standing straight and tall,
trying not to look so small
Once, I was as the young sapling,
able to stand straight and tall,
trying not to look so small
Looking to the mountain, I see
I am like that ole' gnarled cedar tree

by Darlene Mae Tucker

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