Sunday, December 16, 2007

Middle of south had a banyan tree
Branched n rooted like none can ever see
Shadow had a peace in its slightest piece
The smallest breeze from it can choke out our sneeze

Time rolled n rolled n roots came down as fun
Tendrils owed thrills for d children’s pun
One two three n the branches grew
Till it added six to view

Time went on n birds came by
One two three n branches were thy
Together Danced n played with a lot of chirps
Made many champs in very short trips

Their numbers rose from six to more
Together made tree strong from core
None in tree knew the red flower
That flitted place to place after having fur

On an icy day the smallest welcomed warm
Flower had its leaves n tat too in a charm
The root thought alike as its cold to beat
Later sensed the truth but its late for them to meet

Branches one by one had to fall down
some were stiff n strong n so lived in lawn
the little was burned n had a small root
but it was way too weak for stopping his uproot

Seasons came n went n the monsoons clouds are next
it showered all blessings for the ones to nest
Branches became trees for the rest of life
n the smallest one’s fate was to vanish without spoof...

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