I wish I knew how acorns grew
Into a mighty oak,
But I’ve no clue and nor do you
Nor any other folk.
For certain seeds fulfill their needs
Yet take so long to grow
That, unlike weeds, our human speeds
Of life are much too slow.
We might take heart and see how smart
Are seedlings as they sprout,
But we’ll depart before they start
Their skyward branching out.
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