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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