The Age shrinker birds

I curiously walk, I'm 300 years-old, a hand appeared when I was born and a plant was growing less than a miller centimeter every time my heart beat, I'm Mother Nature also known as Lilly. I Glanced steely at an ugly red faced toddler as I went up to the hand it had almost disappeared into the ground, I was in magic land and a tree was growing out the hand. Marllee, my 200 year old dog, pranced beside my wrinkled legs. I hear birds chirp. Although I'm old I feel young. I laugh, strongly, and use magic to raise the hand.