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If Acorns Could Fly

Imagine an acorn that falls from the tree As i fell from my parents When I hit the ground I fell in love My roots grew deep in you and you made me strong You cut those roots of and now I am dead Yet I still stand like a rotten old tree It's a shame acorns can't fly Never having hit the ground I might have lived on My son Tyler is my acorn he made falling from the tree Well worth hitting the ground Help him grow strong as you did me But teach him to fly For the ground is nothing but dirt!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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