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Un4it Seeds
by Ella Plume
I plant a seed,
Someone had outside thrown. Who knows what there,
Will in time have grown?
Will it be an elm?
Will it be a willow?
Who knows?
I certainly don’t know.
Maybe it will grow up
Tall and wide
And people will come
Just to sit at its side.
Maybe it will stay small
And have pretty flowers.
Maybe it will be a palm tree
Under which kids will play for hours! Well, I don’t know what it will be, The only one that knows is the tree.