Uncle Tree Poem by ferdous mahmud

Uncle Tree



A shrimp pond ahead. Then a carpeted road.
By the roadside mango-jamun-sal
and coconut trees in line

All these trees, a long time ago, our old grandpa planted
He talks to trees as his offspring. 'Father, ' softly they call him.
'Uncle, ' so I call them whenever I see a chance.

Sunday, November 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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ferdous mahmud

ferdous mahmud

Barisal, Bangladesh
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