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.