A Tree's Sorrow - Poem by JoAnn Paul
ABOUT THE POEM
There are many things that we need to learn from the nature. So before hurting them we should think about their value and Duties to serve us and all. My poem is about a tree who expected a lot from us while she provided us with all that we needed
A SOUL’S SORROW…
I was the mother of many lives
I provided them their daily bread.
I expected a good feat from 'em
But I was wrong in many ways....’
I was the shelter of many lives
They made me their resting place
I awaited a good deed from 'em....
But they were insolent to me.
Atlast, they brought me a good deed
Taking my life for their selfish needs! !
Weren't I good to them?
Then, why did they do this to me? ?
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