If I was a tree,
I'd stand mighty and tall,
I would turn brilliant colors,
In the cool chill of Fall,

I would always reach out,
Drawing strength from God's Earth,
Adding one ring upon another,
From the year of my birth,

My foliage in full bloom,
Would shade you from the burn,
My intricately woven branches,
Protect you when rains return,

If I could but speak,
Rings of tales I could tell,
About the many dreams of mankind,
Pennies tossed in Life's wishing well.