Not really tractor related, but thought I'd share what my younger (13yo) daughter wrote this evening.
The squirrel takes the acorn,
It takes it far away,
It finds a soft spot in the earth,
And there it places it,
Under the leaves,
Where in the spring there shall be
A new birth.
As the years pass by, no one notices
As the tree grows in every year.
But when fifty years have passed
The tree is great and large,
And a noise makes the silent wood fear.
An axe chopping trees, one tree at a time.
And so after some days,
The woodsmen get to that very tree
And start chopping it, too.
The wood is used for a barn,
But after years and years,
The old barn wood is used for a crib,
A new birth.
And all because of the seed that that
Little squirrel planted there in the earth.
I thought it was pretty good, so I wanted to share it. Thanks for you time.
Christopher
The squirrel takes the acorn,
It takes it far away,
It finds a soft spot in the earth,
And there it places it,
Under the leaves,
Where in the spring there shall be
A new birth.
As the years pass by, no one notices
As the tree grows in every year.
But when fifty years have passed
The tree is great and large,
And a noise makes the silent wood fear.
An axe chopping trees, one tree at a time.
And so after some days,
The woodsmen get to that very tree
And start chopping it, too.
The wood is used for a barn,
But after years and years,
The old barn wood is used for a crib,
A new birth.
And all because of the seed that that
Little squirrel planted there in the earth.
I thought it was pretty good, so I wanted to share it. Thanks for you time.
Christopher
