These Roots

They run deep.
What started as a little seed has grown into something
Magnificent.

Look at these rings
One, two, three, four
For generations we’ve been in the states
Four generations to grow and cultivate
our dreams of freedom for the young ones.

Our roots have grown into the ground
Deep and sure as they are bound
to the Earth for lifetimes to come.
Branching off and walking to the beat of their own drum
Their own dreams and hopes.

These roots
They run deep
In our blood and in the stream
The network of generations that have come before.