One small acorn

One small acorn fell to the ground
Landing softly without a sound
From that one acorn an Oaktree will grow
Spreading vast branches as on and on it will go

Just as life itself evolves round and round
All things nature will thrive and abound
It will go on and on making changes on the way
Nothing stays the same year after year
Day after day
Nature and life are rolled into one mystery
Forever progressing as each century become history

Maureen Brown 2021