A great Wild Tree stood amidst the forest Great and tall for everyone to see Though it's heights were immeasurable And it's strength resilient It was as a dandelion inside it's tough bark Small, fragile, vulnerable The wind would pick and tear at it's petals And it's stem barely rooted in firm ground One day, just like any other A storm came in the great Wild tree's way It stood big and tall as ever, 'Withstanding' a terrible onslaught Yet the dandelion had fell It stood Big and tall, only but a leaf fell from it's branch the wild tree This tree was called wild for a reason though It was never pruned as a sapling Never watered nor taken care of by the one who planted it It grew strong and mighty on it's own But through it all It was nothing but a simple greenhouse plant that wild tree.
