A Tree By Poorvi Anchalia

I enter the earth as a small plant Tiny and helpless like an infant Then I grow up and become as active As a school child Very strong and very wild Then comes the stage when I am of middle age Commanding and brave Like a sailor who can withstand the gigantic waves After a few years I turn old and my growth becomes slow And I start to lose all my beauty and glow In my younger years I was healthy and fresh Now my health is in a bit of a mess But whatever age I am, I'll not stop giving you fruits Unless you pull me out of the soil by my ROOTS!!

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