The Seedling

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CFM Development Poem

May 2021 - Andrew DiBiasio


The Seedling


Off the tree

The leaf will blow

And find itself

On top of snow


Off the tree

The branch will fall

And find itself

Lost in the squall


“Off with the tree”

The cutter would say

And down the tree went

It’s final day


In the soil

The raindrops fell

Collecting on the dirt

in Nature’s Well


In the soil,

Sunshine bakes

Washing away

Snowy flakes


In the air

Seasons change

And a seedling sprouts

Out on the range


Though challenges

May prove hard

The seedling always grow

In our backyard


Smiles in the air,

Sun on the nose,

Each day closer,

The seedling grows and grows

On June 13th,

Birds will sing,

Flowers will grow,

on everything!


When that sunny day

Reaches near

Children will happily shout:

“The tree is here!”



Excitement is growing about the opening of the market among all ages!