The Old Apple Tree

Oh, look at my little boy,

I saw you as a child and now you're so old,

You used my wood to make your toys,

And now i treasure it more than gold...

I remember that day, it was a bit unusual,

You left early to school and 

You came back with tears in your eyes,

The hugs u gave me, i still feel it today...

At that time, I was confused,

Thinking of what your next move will be,

I didn't really think you'll forget me,

But now I know that you've changed...

You're no longer that little boy,

Who loves me, cause now I'm just a,

Old apple tree, but to me,

You'll always be that sweet little boy...