Tree in my garden......
Stands day and night..
I peep at it from window.....
I dream on its branch.......
On tree of life ................
The tree stands sturdy....
The weather may go messy......
It dances in joy...
When breeze play with its leaves......
You may throw stones but................
It keeps its promise of sweetness
It keeps its promise of protection
It keeps its promise of love............
But how little they are protected
But little they are loved
The tree in my garden moans for its alikes....
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