Planting Trees - Andrew Peterson

We chose the spot, we dug the hole

We laid the maples in the ground to have and hold

As autumn falls to winter sleep

We pray that somehow in the spring

The roots grow deep

And many years from now

Long after we are gone

These trees will spread their branches out

And bless the dawn

He took a plane to Africa

He gathered up into his arms

An orphan son

So many years from now

Long after we are gone

This tree will spread its branches out

And bless the dawn

So sit down and write that letter

Sign up and join the fight

Sink in to all that matters

Step out into the light

Let go of all that’s passing

Lift up the least of these

Lean into something lasting

Planting trees

She rises up as morning breaks

She moves among these rooms alone

Before we wake

And her heart is so full;

it overflows

She waters us with love and the children grow

So many years from now

Long after we are gone

These trees will spread their branches out

And bless the dawn

These trees will spread their branches out

And bless someone