how can you say you know me,
when you have seen my skin and not the untamed world I hide within,
you haven't heard my ribs all creak,
behind each plaited vine,
or see me swim under the waterfall,
that Cascade down my spine,
you haven't been here long enough,
to see a new life start,
here within my ❤️
don't mark me with your footprints,
if you plan to leave too soon,
And only want to know me ,
when my plant are all in bloom,
because the birdsongs may be pretty,
but they are not for you,
coz if you think my winters are too cold,
you don't desert my spring too!
©debyani
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