Tiny sapling, standing tall on Mother Earth
You are a little star right after your birth.
Spreading out your leaves, hailing the sky,
While your roots delve deep in far and nigh.
Slowly you will grow into a majestic tree
Blessing all with fruits, shade and such luxuries free
I am in awe with your persona, and lovely sight
No support, no worries, and thriving in your own might.
