My Feeling Poem by SUDHIR DANIEL THOMAS
My Feeling
my tree my tree is so free,
how can you withheld it in its country.
the flowers and grass are everywhere,
but the parrot flowers are very rare.
though i feel the climate changing,
and still see the global warming.
the sweeping, the sobbing, and the washing,
has taken me no where.
now i feel like i'm on high
from the feeling through which i have lived.
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