I watch all the trees grow
How it happens? I never know
First they remain very small
Wherever in my garden or almost all
When they become big
Very strong not weak
When it becomes old
Where happiness mould
People acted them as stones
They are no more friends all alone
They act rudely and cut them
Wasted by burning they have no shame
Cutting a branch is like poking my heart
The life of them is no more guard
I remember where I used to sit
Their lives are like the candles that never lit
The earth should be saved
Or send it to the grave
Lets sacrifice for them
Always try never blame!
Yes,it's you,I and we
Lets first change and then see.
©reshmi
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