An acorn when it’s born
Wants to be an oaken tree
Though oft this drive is met with scorn
And is not always meant to beFailing to become a tree
Is not the end it seems to be
The dormant acorn can become
A delicious morsel for someoneAnd failing even that
An acorn can decay
To provide a bounteous buffet
To organisms living in the clayAnd so you see
That in all three
Of the options life provides to thee
None are without validityNow if some acorns yield some trees
The worth can humbly be conveyed
In numerous abilities
One of these to provide a shadeNot only shade but the habitat it brings
For birds and other living things
To cycle nutrients from the deep
And produce acorns and leaves to eatAn oaken tree can live a hundred years
And then extend its life a hundred more
By being cut down and sold in a store
As houses, furniture or a doorAn acorn is an analogy
Of great human propensity
If then so much from one so small
What of the potential for us all