A small hand holds a sapling tight,
A tiny tree, with a future bright,
The child’s eyes shine, with a sense of pride,
As they plant the seedling, with a gentle stride.
The earth receives, the tender root,
A promise of growth, a new fruit to fruit,
The child’s hands pat, the soil with care,
A loving touch, that shows they’ll be there.
The tree will grow, through seasons and years,
A symbol of hope, through laughter and tears,
Its branches will stretch, towards the sky so wide,
A reminder of the child’s gentle, loving stride.
The child’s small act, a big impact makes,
A difference in the world, for future’s sake,
A tree of life, that will bloom and thrive,
A testament to the child’s love and drive.
Their little hands, with a green thumb so fine,
Will nurture the tree, and watch it shine,
A bond between them, a friendship so true,
A child and their tree, a love that will forever shine through.
