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Dedicated to Ms Helen Tsang,

Primary School Teacher 

St. Joseph's College Primary School

The tree still stands there,

the tree of my life,

still tall and strong.

When I was little, body and mind, you sheltered me in your crown. 

I felt the warmth from the sun, but shaded from the rays of pride and greed.

I felt the sadness from the rain, but kept from the thirst of love.

I felt the roughness from the wind, but was moved by its power to move forward.

When I was little, body and mind, you took me up to the top of your branches.

From there I learn the distance to my future. I see the dangers along the path.

From there I receive the warmth of love and care. I feel the pangs of sadness and darkness.

As I grew older, body and mind, I took the tree of life and kept it in my heart.

From its wood, I made a box to treasure all that I have received and felt.

From its wood, I made a frame to manage the portrait of my life.

Forever I will remain on this tree, and this tree in me.