I might be sad today,
But tomorrow I'll be fine.
I might not forget this in 5 years,
But I'll forget it in maybe nine.

And maybe I'm broken today,
But I'll be remolded again tomorrow. And maybe I'm upset for now,
But it's temporary, this sorrow.

This dim start will shine again,
And it'll burn you, you'll see.
You must've cut my trunk,
But I'll grow again.

~The tree