oh! I visited my tree
so green, healthy now
braving wind onslaught
waving, cold wintering
I touch leaves so cool
soft compared my hands
plants needs caring too
even they're wild living
they rely on storms too
to break their died branch
to tear their dried leaves
fallen leaves protect roots
from winter cold and wind
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