Little Tree

A
seed from
mother's fruit,
little tree to root.
Nature your only foe,
so grow, little tree grow.
Planted in care from above,
watching you with certain love.
Adolescent life thrilling and fresh,
roots, stem, branches, and twigs mesh.
Develop unhurried mature well, take it slow.
Healthy underpinnings are important do not bow.
Speedy growth without time to develop, will not last.
Solid trunk and branches match, much danger has passed.
Becoming a strong tree is worth the wait, no matter how long.
When much older, branches filled, nesting bird will sing its song.
Perfection never to be found, so just be happy being a beautiful tree.
Offer a home for the hive to secure, sweet honey to flow, fruit of the bee.
Little tree standing straight, beauty is your friend and happiness is your gift.
Anticipation of long and fruitful years, expectations that spirits it, happiness lift.
Little tree grow big and strong, the world will sit at your feet, shaded by your love.
Try to mature fast, and what will happen to the birds and the bees living high above?
Little tree,
little tree
taken one
fiery night.
Grief now
is the bite.
Little tree,
little tree,
thanks for
being the
little tree.