Poem my daughter brings home makes me think about how strong life makes us all

Windy Tree by Aileen Fisher

Think of the muscles

a tall tree grows

in its leg, in its foot,

in its widespread toes –

not to tip over

and fall on its nose

when a wild wind hustles

and tussles and blows.

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