Greenery Poem by shreya patil

Greenery



the beautiful plants are there on earth,
to make it a life forever,
they are birth themselves
but are not died themselves.
my hopeness is they will be in great numbers
my sadness is if they die
all of my friends are in plants
but my envy is in wood cutter

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