The Oak and the Rose

An oak tree and a rosebush grew,

Young and green together,

Talking the talk of growing things-

Wind and water and weather.

And while the rosebush sweetly bloomed

The oak tree grew so high

That now it spoke of newer things-

Eagles, mountain peaks and sky.

"I guess you think youre pretty great,"

The rose was heard to cry,

Screaming as loud as it possibly could

To the treetop in the sky.

"And now you have no time for flower talk,

Now that youve grown so tall."

"Its not so much that Ive grown," said the tree,

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