Patito y El Árbol Del Tiempo

Patito walks with sunlight in his eyes
Carrying a seed the wind gave as a prize
He dreams of a tree with golden shade
And digs the earth with hope he made

With water and faith he waters the spot
The sky smiles softly, the breeze does a lot
He sings quietly: Grow, little tree
While the day hides behind the passing train's spree

Time teaches with a gentle, slow tone
That all things bloom when love is sown
There is no rush, patience makes things grow
Beauty returns when handled with care and glow

Days passed by, the sky ever strange
Rain came down, then Sun brought change
Patito watched steady, patient and true
And one small sprout one morning grew

Spring, summer, autumn, winter's air
Patito watered his dream with care
And one fine day under heaven's blue
His tree embraced him with scent anew

Time teaches with a gentle, slow tone
That all things bloom when love is sown
There is no rush, patience makes things grow
Beauty returns when handled with care and glow