What will you be when we're old and gray?

"The savings bank of the squirrel and mouse,

For robin and wren an apartment house,

The dressing-room of the butterfly's ball,

The locust's and katydid's concert hall,

The school-boy's ladder in pleasant June,

The school-girl's tent in the July noon.

And my leaves shall whisper them merrily,

A tale of the children who planted me."

From The Intelligence.