The Money Tree (Children) Poem by Cj Heck
The Money Tree (Children)
I dreamed I grew a money tree
outside in my yard.
My job was to care for it
and I worked very hard.
I saw that it was watered.
It grew so straight and tall
and when the money ripened
I picked it in the fall.
The flowers were green dollar bills,
the seeds inside were coins,
and others grew and glittered
where all the branches joined.
On windy days I stood below
and held a great big bucket.
Other days I climbed right up
to find one ripe and pluck it.
People say that money
doesn't really grow on trees.
I know. I only wish it did
just like in my dreams.
Could one use this poem in a video entered in a film competition?
Does this poem appear in any of your children's collections (Barking Spider) ?
I must echo Patricia Grantham's sentiments. All of us have wished for a money tree at some time or another. We can keep on wishing, can't we?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/20/2025 6:47:32 AM # 1.0.0
Very nice and enjoyable read about a money tree. A wish that most of us have made at one time or another. Love it,
Thank you, Patricia.