I want to nurture
a pretty seedling
to grow to big tree
which I can shelter
when I feel heat
from mighty sun
when storm comes
to shake my hut
or just leaning
to its trunk reading;
writing my thoughts
maybe gather around
people to share mine,
food, stories that I
have stored in my mind
listen to their hearts
their innocent minds
on how they feel about
about this loving planet
that would be great ain't it?
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