My Dream Tree

When I was young and hearty, I once sowed a measly seed, And saw with awe the paltry seed grow into a beautiful flowering tree permeating all around sweet fragrance pleasing to the soul. I likewise sowed a shiny silver dollar, And with bated breath waited to see if it grows into my dream tree: A tree with branches of solid silver and sparkling silver leaves, It will bear fruits of shiny gold and silver coins and make all my dreams to come true! With glitters in my eyes, And overbearing anticipation, I guarded it day and night, Nurturing it with my dreams and aspirations. But days turned into years And still I did not see even a seedling spring forth. Now old and at my wits' end, I dug up the coin and held it in my trembling hand; "Can I have that, Grandpa?" The boy asked as he whisked the coin off my palm. I stared dumbfounded at him as he ran to a roadside vendor and bought an ice cream! ~Abdul Malik