the giving tree

the giving tree

Once there was a giving tree Who loved a little boy

And everyday the boy would come to play Swinging from her branches Sleeping in her shades

Laughing all the summer hours away And so they loved, and the tree was happy the tree was glad

But soon the boy grew older And one day he came and said Can you give me some money, tree To buy some things I've found I have no money, said the tree Just apples, twigs and leaves But you can take my apples, boy And sell them in the town

And so he did, and the tree was happy the tree was glad

Soon again the boy came back And he said to the tree, I'm now a man And I must have a house that's all my own I can't give you a house, said the tree The forest is my home

But you may cut my branches off And build yourself a home

And so he did, and the tree was happy the tree was glad

And time went by and the boy came back With sadness in his eyes

My life has turned so cold, he said And I need sunny days

I'm nothing but my trunk, she said But you may cut it down

And build yourself a boat and sail away And so he did, and the tree was happy the tree was glad

And after years, the boy came back From both ends of the world I really cannot help you If you ask another gift

I'm nothing but an old stump now I'm sorry, but I've nothing more to give I don't need very much now Just a quiet place to rest

The boy, he whispered with a weary smile

Well, said the tree, an old stump is still as good for that Come, boy, she said, sit down Sit down and rest awhile

And so he did, and the tree was happy the tree was glad

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