Two seeds were sown some time ago, <br />Both were nourished enough to grow, <br />A little at first, <br />Then bit by bit, <br />Nature helped with things like thirst. <br /> <br />As time went on, the seeds came good, <br />Hour by Hour, and Day by Day, <br />Month by Month, <br />They used the food, that showed the way. <br /> <br />The time it took for them, <br />Is relative, as we all know, <br />One Century for one to grow, <br />The second a shorter time to go. <br /> <br />And now we have a mighty Pine, <br />Stands erect, so tall and fine, <br />We also have a little Boy, <br />Who will some day, be tall and strong, <br />He will run and dance, <br />And Sing his song. <br /> <br />The pine it shades our house from Sun, <br />Inside the Shades; My Grand Son.<br /><br />Barney Ballabay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/growing-pains-growing-pines/
