There once was a little girl who sat in her room
Starring out at the spring flowers in full bloom
Off in the distance she could see a big, beautiful oak tree
Oh, how she just wanted to climb it and be free
But her spirit had been broken and her heart was sad
For she was being bullied by the girls at school
They got into her head and were very cruel
As tears rolled down her face
Her mother came into the room with such beauty and grace
She looked at her daughter and gave her a huge hug
Told her she comes from royalty above
She said to look at the oak tree with all its crevices and curves
How it twists and turns and with each storm it swerves
If it would have given into the first windfall
It wouldn’t have grown so beautiful and tall
There will always be bullies in your life
To cut you down and bring much strife
But learn to weather the storm and you will see
That you can bend and turn like the beautiful oak tree
So, the little girl wiped her tears
No longer would she be paralyzed by the fear
Out the door she ran to the tree
Saying this is the day I will be free
Up the tree she climbed
Listening to melodies the birds would chime
With every branch she climbed higher
Her soul was lifted, and she felt inspired
When she got to the top of the tree
She finally realized she was free
As she sat and looked around
She listened to all the beautiful sounds
With the swipe of her hand, she adjusted her crown
Never would she let this world get her down
Sitting like a princess at the top of the tree
She knew this was who God made her to be
At this moment she knew she would always stand tall
Just like the oak tree shining her beauty to all!
-Natalie Blake