The
Giving TreeOnce Upon a Time....
There was once a great apple tree and a little boy. They would spend hours and hours
together. The boy would play in the tree's branches, sleep at her roots and eat of her
apples. And the tree loved the boy.
One day, the boy came to the tree. The tree was delighted and beckoned, "Come and
play!" But the boy was no longer a boy; he was now a young man, and he was interested
in making a living, but he didn't know how. "Here," the tree said, "take my
apples and sell them." The young man did just that, and the tree was happy.
Years passed, and the tree was lonely without the young man. One day, he returned, and the
tree was delighted, but he was now interested in settling down. He wanted to build a
house. "Here," the tree said, "Cut off my branches and build your
house." The young man did just that, and the tree was happy.
Written By Shel
Silverstein
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STORK STORYYou
know the stork brings babies,
But did you also know
He comes and gets the older folks When it's their time to go?
Zooms right down and scoops them up, Then flaps back out the door
And flies them to the factory where
They all were made before.
And there their skin is tightened up,
Their muscles all are toned,
Their
wrinkles all are ironed out,
They're
given -brand new bones.
Ol'
bent backs are straightened up,
New
teeth are added too,
Tired
hearts are all repaired
And
made to work like new.
Their
memories are all removed
And
they're shrunk down, and then
The
stork flies them back down to earth
As
newborn babes again.
Written By Shel
Silverstein |