A tree's life
I start off as a seed tiny as can be
Then my someone comes and plants me
They cover me with earth
Water me everyday awaiting to see my birth
I sprout out of the ground into the warmth of the sun
The clear air and blue skies are just the beginning, my life has just begun
My someone comes and sees
And fills with glee
Talks to me everyday
I grow and grow in a beautiful way
Soon I'm huge, I'm tall
Branches, leaves and all
Springtime comes, my beautiful, pink blossoms thrive
Summer, holding juicy red apples and an active beehive
Fall, my leaves gently float to the ground
After turning red, yellow, and brown
Winter, I'm covered in a blanket of white
As I fall asleep like a child at night
Springtime comes once again
My green leaves are back and I have awakened
Seasons go by
I start to wilt, I start to die
I'm covered with moss and my green leaves are gone forever
My someone comes back, I thought they'd never
But, by the tear they're eye
I suddenly know why
My someone has come to visit me
For in their hand they hold and axe and in the other, a seed tiny as can be
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