A Growing Tree

The seed planted along the road couldn’t  do

The rain would water it

But it still couldn’t do

 The planters came and put the fertilizer down

Then it finally could

The seed became a small tree

Becoming stronger as the years went on

The flowers bloom and the tree become pretty

Each year the flowers fall but the tree is still strong

That little seed that never could

 grew into something that it thought it never could.

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