The Acorn Tree
An acorn fell to the ground one day,
When the autumn storm blew it down one day.
The acorn slept for a hundred days,
'Til a root crept out and it grew one day.
God made the tree
God made the seed
Thank God for giving
All that we need.
Down went the root, up went a shoot;
Out came the leaves, wide grew the trunk;
The years passed by, the oak grew high
Some baby oak trees grew close by.
God made the tree
God made the seed
Thank God for giving
All that we need.
© Audrey Bomford
