Is that all?

What can a tree do more than just stand strong
and give you life when everything seems wrong

A silent tree who keeps me free from angst dusk till dawn,
heeds her leaves to let me speak my worries and where I went wrong

I hide behind her when the world does me wrong
but she lifts me up to where I belong

New faces praise or bow
Many faces come and go
but her leafy face is my best friend for she stands with me still and strong
And gives the best with her all and all