Standing Up to the World
Not tall and strong but still there and standing proudly.
Every time I pass this tree I take pictures of it. I take pictures in spring when it’s getting green and seems a little taller. I take pictures in winter when it’s bare and looks so lonely.
For me trees always were the teachers. I learned to listened to them; especially in my first year living in my new country. They became my friends to whom I could talk. They taught me when I had a difficult time one simple lesson: Be Still! Be Still! And This Shall Pass!