Old Trees Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Ancient heritage with pride and honor
Think of great sacrifice for providing shelter
Home for many and expectations for poor
The tree is symbol of unity standing on earth’s floor

How many years of existence has it witnessed?
How many years of onslaught it has faced?
Only elder people with vivid experience reveal
We feel so much proud and elegantly feel

No one is sympathizing more than birds
They have no where else to go and look for
It is vast and huge place to live with peace
Life for passers by is also comfortable and at ease

No one remains permanent as trees
They have long span with roots underneath
It has spread long inside soil
The mankind and insects have very much place to avail

“Old and erect “is symbol of heritage
It speaks of old history and age
It is about past glory
Certainly a proud moment to feel with history