"This story began way back when
I was small,
A long time ago, I was no tree at all.
Just simply an acorn, a brown
acorn who...
Sat high in a tree ,where so many
things grew."

"I sat on a branch, thinking day
after day.
'I'm feeling so lonely,'
---yes,---that's what I'd say."

" I look back and know it was
perfectly true,
There were squirrels, some robins
and other birds too.
And brown little acorns, who looked
just like me,
All living together in strong mother tree.