I COME FROM THE NATURE,
HOPING FOR A NICE FUTURE!
I GROW AND GROW WITH AIMS,
BUT EVERYONE USES ME FOR GAMES.
PEOPLE SAY OH! GOOD AIR,
BUT CARPENTERS SAY WOOD FOR CHAIRS.
I HAVE LOTS OF WISHES TO FULFILL,
BUT I DIE WITHOUT SEEING MY REFILL!
TO YOU, I BEND AND BOW,
AND PLEAD WITH A VOICE SO LOW.
PLEASE DON'T KILL ME BY TURNING ME TO COAL,
I'LL GROW OLD TILL I REACH MY GOAL!!!