Tree And My Love Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

They were green with colour ful
at the age from six to twenty
They had showered it’s love
by showering it’s flowers and cool air

They were my play mates in the evenings,
holiday’s, from the morning to night.
They were our stumps and
stage of my childish plays

The running of two decades and
my hurry of hunting money
They have gone from my memory .
I returned with my kids to my land and

found my friends are missing
Asked my parents.
Where are they?
My old father answered with a smile,

you are sitting on them and your kids are playing on it
Yes.
They are turned as a chair and dancing horse
sAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN