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!!!
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