The Mighty Tree

My sister and I,
Two trees in the patch,
She's the greater tree,
Protecting the batch.

Sheltering me,
From the storm,
The frighting ones,
Life can form.

Helping me grow,
Into a mighty tree,
With nurture and care,
She loves me with glee.

When dawned in sun,
And I no longer believe,
She shawdows me,
With wisdom leaves.

With winds so strong,
And getting me down,
I can lean on her,
Without a frown.

And still I reach,
Reach the stars,
Growing stronger still,
Till I reach Mars.

She always will,
Watch over me,
The mighty tree,
My sister will always be.