Lost and Found (Hour 18)

I found you that day

standing there all alone

Quite sure that no one

would ever take you home 

You withered and wilted 

having given up all hope

The last of your kind

lost abandoned no rope 

Then along came me

and spotted you there

Thinking how lovely it’d be

having you near my chair 

So I paid the kind lady 

left her shaking her head 

Wondering why I would buy 

a tree that was basically dead 

But I knew that day

with water and care 

The joy you would bring me

by just being there

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