I have an orange tree in my yard.
It’s a lesson in life to behold.
I watch the miracle of blossoms
give birth to oranges.
And then I watch the oranges
grow larger and larger,
heavier and heavier,
causing the branches to bend
under the increasing weight.
Storms come and the winds blow,
the boughs swing and sway,
the boughs bend and bounce,
but the boughs do not break.
Those tiny branches have been created
to somehow have enough strength
to withstand the storms that come
and the weight of the oranges
and make it through to face another day.
What a profound lesson the orange tree teaches.
When we have burdens that weigh us down,
and the storms of life come,
remember,
we have been given enough strength
to bend but not break,
and be blessed to face another day.
DrJoyFinder 
That’s a very sweet poem. Melancholic also, but in the best way. It reminded me of a French song call “L’olivier” Wallen. Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you for your kind thoughts.
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You are welcome!
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I never considered this Chuck, what a great comparison. I would hope to be this flexible and this strong.
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My hunch is that you are indeed flexible and strong and would bend but not break. Thank you for your response.
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You are kind.
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