The life of a tree.
A seed you plant and eagerly watch it grow
Remember you reap only what you sow
Will it have a flower or will it stay green
Never mind no matter if a flower a plant or a bean.
Every day i watch it grow tall
I cannot believe it is already looking over the wall
I thought it would be a bush not a tree
How could i thought you were dead you’ve now multiplied to three.
You are tall and green and in full blossom
If you were a child i would hold you to my bosom
With the heat and the sun you are getting dry
Oh where is the hosepipe and you ask me why.
You are now standing tall and looking very handsome
Every day i watch the birds upon you having fun
Now you are big and bearing much fruit
You look so grand there in your best suit.
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