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Tanya's Like a Tree Now

Tanya's like a tree now
Her soul's got roots to grow
With wisdom, pride, and integrity
She shelters those below
With strong branches she gives them rest
Until they feel up to their best
Making sure they know their worth
Tanya's like a tree now

Tanya's like a tree now
Thriving in the shade
Sometimes her life's so good
You'd think she had it made
When her saplings find their place
They represent her awesome grace
The love like only a mother has
Tanya's like a tree now
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Tanya's like a tree now
Her mother would be proud
She didn't let those thunderstorms
Leave her scared and cowed
One day she'll fall when no one's around
But best believe she'll make a sound
Her mark will remain in truth
Tanya's like a tree now
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To Be a Tree - other poems by TMB
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