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A Tree Lesson

By Nirmala R A

They brook the ruthless swelter!

They swallow up the driblets from deep inside!

Verily deep!

Look at the muddy grimy roots..


Don't they look nasty?

Never for me!

The nastier inside, makes them prettier outside.

I get it, my buddy!

My struggles and worries burn me as naked swelter,

My contentment is deep inside!

Crawling under you, rooting me too!

To never look worn out!

To bloom in heat and shine in rain!

To always shadow and pamper the needy - alike you do for me!

By Nirmala R A

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