Like the seasons bring changes in the trees that stand tall,
I meet sorrow and gloom whenever I fall,
Like the tree with lush green leaves once, loses them in the fall,
I lose my hopes and dreams whenever I fall,
Like the tree rids itself of rotten leaves till it loses them all,
I keep shedding tears till I'm left with none at all.

Like spring brings happiness back to the tree,
I'm brought to life by an invisible mystery,
Like water is to wilting plant in the nursery,
Faith is my elixir, my remedy,
How shall I send my thanks card to Him,
He lives so far away yet can't be found except within.