Oh Nuts
As I hung in silent slumber
Waiting for winters’ wonders
To desist and make haste
Most have gone and left this place.
As the ice and snow embrace my outer shell
The wiseman’s words did foretell
Of the grand plan my future holds
My uncertain circumstances will unfold
So I sit and remain
my mothers loving last refrain
Her ode of joyful splendor
She bestowed upon this lone pretender
As springs gentle breeze rocks me to and fro
Now I don’t have very long to go
I am gently freed from her loving care
Dropping to the ground as I fly through the air
My skin is shed and I’m able to grow
And fulfill the gift my new life will undergo
So.....the best I can tell
This is my story ...in a nutshell.
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