Exit Ticket (RL5, RI5)

​Slowly but surely, a seedling said,
In the soil's embrace, my roots I spread,
Growing stronger, day by day,
In the earth, I find my way.

Gradually, each dawn and dusk,
I sip the rain and sun's sweet musk,
Sending roots deep, reaching down,
While sprouting up, a tender crown.

Seasons pass, years come and go,
Leaves unfold in a verdant show,
Branches stretch, far and wide,
As a mighty tree, I stand with pride.

​Little by Little