However little I may be
At least I too can plant a tree.
And some day it will grow so high
That it can whisper to the sky
And spread its leafy branches wide
To make a shade on every side.
Then on a sultry summer day,
The people resting there will say—
“Oh, good and wise and great was he
Who thought to plant this blessed tree!”
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