The Little Tree

The Little Tree

by: Ali

Once there was a little tree,

He would sit and watch the bees.

He would watch them until the sun was gone

Then in the morning he would yawn.

This is how his everyday went.

He seemed very very content.

Then one day was very strange.

White fluff was falling just like rain.

The little tree didn't know what it was, gee

But the white stuff was almost as fun to watch as a bee.

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