OUR TREE

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IT TAKES SO LONG FOR A TREE TO GROW,
SO MANY YEARS OF PUSHING THE SKY.

LONG BRANCHES STRETCH THEIR ARMS,
REACH OUT WITH THEIR WOODEN FINGERS.

YEARS DRIFT BY FALL LIKE LEAVES,
FROM GREEN TO YELLOW THEN BACK TO GREEN.

SINCE MY GRANDAD WAS A BOY,
AND THEN BEFORE HIS FATHER’S FATHER,

THERE’S BEEN AN ELM OUTSIDE OUR SCHOOL,
IT’S SHADOW LONG ACROSS OUR PLAYGROUND.

TODAY THREE MEN RIPPED IT DOWN,
CHOPPED IT UP. IT TOOK TEN MINUTES.

This poem was written/submitted by SHREYA CHAWLA.

Category: Nature Poems
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