The Old Dead Tree

The old dead tree was looking at me
Trying to tell me how not to be
It creaked and it groaned from the wind of the sea
“Live for today, for tomorrow, and thee”

“Always be the best you can be”
It seemed to continue telling to me
“It doesn’t matter to most if you have a degree
Just as long as you’re the best you can be”

This life is the time to live careful and free
And always try hard to be the best we can be