In a meadow where whispers of wind softly play, Stood a lonely tree, in its own quiet way. With roots deep and strong, it reached for the sky, While the others around would often pass by. Through storms and through seasons, it weathered alone, Yet embraced every challenge, its spirit had grown. Each ring in its trunk told a story of strife, Of resilience forged in the furnace of life. The sun kissed its leaves with a warm golden hue, And the stars shared their light when the skies turned to blue. Though once it felt small, just a whisper, a dream, Now it stood tall, with a heart full of gleam. For the lonely tree learned, in its quest to belong, That its journey was unique, and its roots made it strong. So it spread its broad branches, inviting the rest, To find solace in shade, and be part of the quest. Better than all, it embraced every flaw, For in each of its scars lay a wondrous law. To grow up and flourish, despite any test, Is to rise in the knowledge that you are your best. In a studio ghibli cartoon style please See more