Was it Alma??*

Was it Alma??*

Where has it gone?
The little sprout that grew to be
Great and lovely giant tree
That through my life protected me?
Why has it gone? and where can it be?
It couldn't have gone when I didn't see.
Its branches were home and protection from harm.
Its limbs formed a shelter that kept my soul warm.
But today there's no sprout, no branches or leaves
Where has it gone? What's happened to me?
Can there still be a sprout from a seed in my heart
Alma has said, "that's where it can start."
Having grown the tree once but cast it away
Could I grow it again
if I start to obey?
I want that protection
that shelter, that love,
I need all the strength
that comes from above.
Father, I need you,
your sweet tender touch.
Come to me; I'm ready.
I've missed you so much.