The Seed Story

BY JAMES SANNER

Look at me, look at me, I’m a little seed
I’ve got my own home right here, but that’s not all I need

Like everybody else I need food to grow
So let me stretch out of my shell and give you a little show

In the springtime the rain comes falling down
Slipping through the soil that surrounds me all around

I drink up some water that is all about
And open up out from my shell as my roots begin to sprout

Eating up the nutrients that is in the soil
Gives me all the strength I need to let my stem uncoil

The summer brings with it the sun that warms me through and through
So I stretch way up to the sky that’s bright and shinny blue

Soaking up the sun’s fun rays helps me grow strong and tall
So I can make my leaves and twigs and fruit shaped like a ball

Eventually the days grow short and summer moves away
But I still have my favorite trick and that’s my fall display

My leaves change their colors to red and orange and gold
Such a lovely sight it is for anyone to behold

Leaves dancing on their finger tips are always waving in the breeze
But like the waves out in the sea, eventually they leave

I let go of all my leaves, and they pile up more and more
And eventually I drop my fruit on top of this soft floor

I’m always sad to see them go but I never cry
Because inside each of them I left a little surprise

My fruits are like small houses for my little seeds
To keep them through the winter so that they don’t freeze

And when the winter starts to go the spring does come again
To let my seeds grow nice and tall so we can all be friends