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Roots


One day, two trees were planted.

When the seeds broke apart,

And the roots grew,

Each tree had a different start.

For a tree to thrive,

And stay alive,

It is the nutrients

For which they strive.

 

The tree that was first

Would be the worst.

Its roots gave nothing

As if they were cursed.

Thin, weak, and short

Were the roots it had.

Since the tree had no food,

It would soon go bad.

 

But the other tree planted

Had plenty of food.

Its roots were long

And built incredibly strong.

This let the tree grow

Unimaginably tall,

Into the greatest tree of all.

The small fragile roots

Destroyed number one,

But the second tree had

Nutrients by the ton.

 

Now the tale has a moral:

The most important part

Was the roots of the tree

For they gave it a start.

Friends, family, and good habits

Make up our roots.

If they stay strong,

It will give us a boost.

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