The Impatient Seed

this is a sonnet about a seed who rushes to grow into a tree and pays the consequences for it.

Here lies the impatient seed

Who only wanted to grow into a tall tree.

There in the ground, it would tremble with need,

If only time would show what it would be.

So the seed dug deep into the soil

And rushed to take all the water into its roots,

Around those of others they would coil

Like long legs outstretched in vegetative boots.

Young, it stretched its neck to the sun

And grew to be the most beautiful and envied tree around,

But it forgot that clear-cutting season had begun,

Finally it saw the beauty of nature as it fell to the ground.

So here lies the fallen tree

Who forgot that patience is key.