If I were a tree,
I would like
to be
A giving tree.
Leaves a peaceful green,
Birds could sit and sing,
Children laugh and swing
Upon my branches.
Fruit a joyful red,
The sun could rest its head,
The hungry could be fed
Upon my apples.
Bark an earthy brown,
Roots deep in the ground,
The weary could sit down
Against my trunk.
Friend the gentle breeze
Could rustle through my leaves,
Refreshing all in need
Under my shade.
I'd be strong and tall,
Give myself to all
Until my fruit was gone,
A giving tree.
Though I would be bare,
I would still be there
Reminding you I care,
The giving tree.
Then springtime would begin,
And I would bloom again
To be for you my friend
Your giving tree.
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