"My destiny has come at last,"
said young lemon to the lemon tree.
"I've waited; Oh, so patient, but
now I'm free, I'm free, I'm free!"

"I've heard those words so often,"
said the wise old lemon tree.
"Each season as my children leave
to see what they can see."

"And whilst I miss them sorely,
though their quest be bitter sweet,
'tis natures plan, and ever was,
that youth and impulse meet."

"But this wisdom let me tender,
for the years have served me well
and though windswept, I am sturdy
with some good advice to tell."

"Stay close to home, don't wander,
when temptation there may be,
to roam at will; take up thy fill
of a life that's fancy free."

"For the world outside this little grove
is no place for one so young.
Your just a twig that needs my
branches to shelter from the sun."

"And above all else; what 'ere you do,
pray avoid man's greedy hand.
For if not my child; I'll guarantee,
in the souffle you will land!"