This is my nature
This is my heartbeat you see
This is what is me
Imagine a tree
The way its roots always reach
Deep down underground
Call it Down to Earth
Call it a firm foundation
Call it survival
Call my memories
Reaching into yesterday
Where they were once seeds
The root of my being
My nature and my nurture
From which I may grow
My self-discipline
Green and pliant in my youth
Now yields to no force
Unfortunately
Altercations may break me
If they have such strength
Yet I still grow tall
Memories of my childhood
At my fingertips
To the sky they reach
Far from what they had once been
Though forever linked
Such intrepid will
Always reaching for that star
Life sustaining goal
From dirt to gold glow
Extremes of the young and old
Oh, how we all grow
To love is to grow
Even if it is apart
When we grow the most
To love is to grow
I hope that this apple will
Never fall too close
This is what is me
This is my heartbeat you see
This is my nature
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