Life of trees

A gust of wind blows through the acorn tree,

Through the seeds and among the green leaves,

And suddenly; PLOP, it sets the seedling free to drop.

Time is like a flowing river; fast and steady it goes,

And soon may the seedlings grow,

Into saplings and soon trees, then stop.

In life, there are many difficulties you encounter,

And same in the life of trees.

But if you do not give up, so won’t trees.

Humans can cut trees down, but hope

Cannot be cut down and if you make a

Promising wish, pollinators will come, bees!

In spring, the pods flourish,

And soon may the fruits grow,

To be harvested for more.

While a seedling drops,

The cycle repeats again and again,

And begins again the show.