The Story Of The Little Plant
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The little plant raised its head
In the warm sun, sweet breeze
Laughed and said,
"The world is full of bless";
Soon it sprouts leaves, flowers
Beautifying the surroundings
Spreading charming fragrance,
Everywhere waves reach;
Its leaves help itself first
To make its food at sun's present
With the help of oxygen, light and heat;
Then they do much for environment;
A flower is a factory
Where labors someone with enginery
To turn it
Into expected fruit,
It is the output of flower
Food for living beings
What they look for
In nature or produce;
Little plant goes on spreading branches
To help other much,
Under it sit the tired travelers
At night birds take shelter;
Now, it is a big tree
All who have been benefited know it,
They gossip of it when free
And silently show gratitude.
Soon it sprouts flowers Beautifying the surroundings Spreading charming fragrance Everywhere waves reach; ......... great
The little plant raised its head In the warm sun, sweet breeze Laughed and said, The world is full of bless; ......... great
The plant from first to last do for living beings a great theme with imageries wonderfully presented,10
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The little plant raised its head In the warm sun, sweet breeze Laughed and said, The world is full of bless; ...nice beginning. And It is the output of flower Food for living beings What they look for In nature or produce.......nice concluding. A beautiful poem.