Dig Deep
It is said that a tree whose roots are deep
Never the wind will fell.
I need to know how deep is deep?
There are times I feel my soul is
Ready to snap,
Ready to break.
Wouldn't it be simpler just to lay down?
Let pain and sorrow breeze right over me?
How much can I take?
How far must I bend?
Not a mighty oak but a weeping willow.
Deciduous not evergreen.
I will tell myself, "Keep growing, dig deep".
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