Acorn, the acorn, was sitting in a tree.

How many falling leaves could they see?

1, 2, 3, 4....

Acorn inched forward to look for more.

Acorn went a bit too far,

They now looked like a shooting star!

Acorn hit the grass, and let out a sigh.

At least they were safe, and could still see the sky.

Acorn thought: "I need to find a friend-

To stick with me until the very end!"

After finding a path that was near,

Acorn rolled until they found a peer.