I reach, reach for the sky.
This is where the birds lye.
I dig, dig through the earth.
This is the origins of my birth.
I am above, here, and below.
I stand naked in the snow.
Air is what I create.
Humans don’t appreciate.
I am thankful for the rains.
Water runs through my veins.
Fire depends on my flesh for fuel.
It can be kind or it can be cruel.
The earth is where I was born.
The same as wheat or corn.
I provide shelter to many.
Yet to some, I am worth less than a penny.
All I ask is your love and support.
In return, I give you life by all sort.
If you haven’t guessed, I am a tree.
I’m the one who guides you through life’s journey.