AcornAcorn my dear.
How how I love you so....
But you aren't here,
At my side.
Were did you go, My Acorn Dear?
I miss you so, I watch the last leaf, of you faveroite Oak Tree,
Fall to the ground with eaasse.
I pluck it from the ground, and holdit close,
As I remember your golden and black shine.Acorn love, Oh how I miss you soooo.Why aren't you here?At my side, Watching the suns golden rays...