Nut Tree. Julia Donaldson

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Nut Tree

Small, brown, hard, round,

The nut is lying underground.

Now a shoot begins to show.

Now the shoot begins to grow,

Tall, taller, tall as can be.

The shoot is growing into a tree,

And branches grow and stretch and spread

With twigs and leaves above your head.

And on a windy autumn day

The nut tree bends, the branches sway,

The leaves fly off and whirl around,

And nuts go tumbling to the ground,

Small, brown, hard, round.

Julia Donaldson

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