I may not see all the seeds I scatter
But I know where I stand.
I stretch to make the world a better place
And lend a helping hand.
I help the dreamers to dream
And the songbirds to sing:
From my branches they leap
And learn to first trust their wing.
When they fall I am here,
They speak and I care.
I tell them - “Go into the world
And your bright talents share!”
It’s an encouraging thing to hear
At the end of a rough day.
I know in time their fruits will come
I’m just glad that through their journey I can help out some.
I am thankful for those who years ago planted me,
And helped me to become
A helping tree.
The Helping Tree by Dallin Candland
The author is a person of deep faith. Even those who are of different beliefs will appreciate this poem, for its message is universal. We could all be a Helping Tree, many already are and hopefully everyone has known someone like that in their lives, or if they haven't, have tried to be one.
I found this delightful picture on Pinterest and went searching for a poem that would best express it. I found Dallin's poem and thought it powerfully positive. I am always trying to pass on the positivity and most definitely living in hope for a kinder tomorrow. There are many kind people out there already and I am going to try and find their stories.
