The Tree is a journey. A travel through life written in poetic form. The highs, lows, and attempts to emerge from the valleys that overshadow our voyage. The contents before this publication had been stored away, bottled up and safe. Before the passing of my Mother, I never would allow anyone a glimpse of this side of me. She urged me to send my prose out into the world and let someone grow and form their own root system from what she called "Her Tree," me. I at long last gained the courage to release my poetry in hopes that i will show you my roots, give you shade and a limb to cling to when the wind and elements rage.