The Family Tree
I pray to Lord'
Our souls to keep.
Our families roots
grow very deep.
The most beautiful
thing you will ever see.
Standing alone is our
Family Tree.
The trunk is strong
and very wide.
Growing solely on
our Family Pride.
The branches bloom
with leaves of love.
Protected by
the Heavens above.
The ground is filled
with Souls of Kin.
To hold the Family
through Thick and Thin.
Listen closely, To the wind,
and you can hear it cheer.
That's for all our Babies,
Born every Year.
Lord, Please watch over
our Family Tree.
So it grows up
to be
Healthy and Free...
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