The Tiny Seed

A tiny single seed Was tangling on a tree It was waiting for the wind to come So, that it would blow it free It wanted itself to land in the mud So that it would grow in girth And grow to be one hundred years old Here on planet earth His brother and his sister seeds Had blown off just last week And they landed in some tall green grass To play some "Hide-n-Seek" They hid there for a little while Until the little seed came to be There were two trees there when things began But now- "Oh My" there's three