Like branches sprouting from a cherry tree,
Everyone is a connected and woven family.

Be it the family of man or the family of friends,
Our need for each other begins and never ends.

As the leaves on the tree renew every spring,
So do the ties that each relationship may bring.

Like the blossoms on the tree, our families bloom.
They bud in the good times, as well as the gloom.

The trunk grows thicker and stronger each year,
As does the bond to those we hold near and dear.

The fruit of this tree is the gift of the heart
That touches our lives and will never depart.

Deep in the soul our roots spread far and wide.
We reach for the sky with accomplishment pride.

From the seed of the tree, comes the endless hope,
For brighter tommorrows, better days, ways to cope.

If we reach out and touch someone who needs our hand,
We can spread a forest of love throughout  the land.