TREE
ONCE I WAS MAKING MYSELF FEEL APPEASE,
I SAW AN ARRAY OF TREES,
FLUTTERING IN THE BREEZE,
DANCING WITH THE GLEE.
I WONDER HOW FRIMLY THEY STAND,
WHETHER, DAY IS WARM AND COLD,
THEY ARE PURE,HAVING CARE'S BLEND.
HOW STRONG THEY ARE, HOW BOLD!
THEY BEAR HEAT, BUT PROVIDE SHADE,
HOW BEAUTIFUL THEY LOOK WITH GRASSBLADES,
THEY SELFLESSLY PROTECT US FROM HEAT,
LET'S SPREAD THEM TO EVERY STREET.
This poem is about:
Our world
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