"My Thank You Tree" by Susan Pearl

 An extra tall blue spruce stands under beautiful Kansas skies.

Alone on the prairie surrounded by piles of rocks each evening a shadowy disguise arrives.

I was there when the blue spruce was a small seedling sprout,

Along with an area elderly gardener, both of us wondered how in the rocks this tree came about.

 A tree remarkably growing in the center of a rock query is a very unusual sight-

We thought a bird must have dropped the seed while in flight.

The gardener was elderly and frail, but each day poured a pale of water on the seedling tree.

The gardener said to me, "I will water the seedling once a day for a month,

    then once a week for a month-

     and then once a month, for as long as I can, this I understand."

Then the gardener said, "They tell me that soon I will die- but don't cry,

Cause if there's a way, I'll try to pull the seedling tree up high." 

Life called me away, but I carried that moment wherever I went---- to this day-

Now, I am the elderly one, and I have come to see the tree in the middle of the rock query.

Here I stand with a cane in my hand, looking at the most beautiful blue spruce tree I have ever seen-

It is sunset and the shadow of the tree is cascading and hopping over the variation of rocks galore,

Transforming the shadow's view into that of the gardener holding a water pale that is being poured,

This moment, too, I will carry as I go, remembering the gardener saying that a possibility grew,

And knowing that dream of a possibility has come true.

I ask myself; "Do I believe in miracles from above?"

Then I answer, "I believe in the power of love, 

And I believe that the power of love is what miracles are made of." 

This one-of-a-kind moment had been given to me-

Standing before rocks galore and the nicest blue spruce tree.

All that is within me began to soar-

Seeing that the possibility grew into a one-of-a-kind dream come true,

   all within me says, "Thank You, Thank You, Thank You."