Take a moment, little acorn
Really, little a – you’re going places
Everyone expects you to be food for the wildlife, but in the
End, great things are coming
Together with your brothers and sisters, you’ll
Rest in warm, brown soil over autumn and winter – only to
Emerge in the spring, when its a little warmer
Expect a little support from the gang in green
Towards the spring and then summer
youll begin to spread your shoots
no more a little acorn
a tree that’s spreading its roots.
The Inkwell 
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