Out in the fields, where the cows do graze,
There's a funny smell that you just can't erase.
It's the odor of manure, it's quite the stink,
But it helps the crops grow, it's really not so awful, I think.

The farmers work hard to spread it around,
And though it may seem gross, it's fertile ground.
The plants grow strong, and the fruits are sweet,
And the farmers are content with their yield complete.

So when you're walking past the fields so green,
And the manure smell hits you like a dream,
Just remember that it's all for the best,
And the crops will be refreshed, for this is their test.

It may not be your favorite smell, that's for sure,
But it's a natural part of the farming allure.
So take a deep breath, and let it be,
For without manure, the world just wouldn't be.

And as you go on with your day-to-day habit,
Remember the wonders that nature can enact,
From the tiniest seed, to the biggest tree,
The world is a miracle, for all to see.

Reflections

1. What was the giving tree like, and why do you think the boy liked it so much?
2. How did the boy use the tree to help his community, and what kind of impact did it have?
3. What would you do if you found a tree like this in your neighborhood?
4. Do you think the tree was truly magic, or was there something else at play?
5. Why do you think it's important to be generous and give back to your community?