The Tree

There was a tree, with the green leafs, the tree had feelings like you and me.

The tree was old, oldfashion, he had a time for his wife who was pretty rain.

Rain and Tree had an children... it was Fruit. Fruit is free and can grow everywhere he need.

They live slow... they live together, Rain smell like love, when sun shine on the Tree... the rainbow is above them and this it the End.