MY TREE - Shahal. A.V

My tree

Shahal. A.V

I played swing on this tree,

With a tyre hanged by a rope,

I climbed on this tree towards the sky,

Which amazed me upright.

I sat on this tree,

To write poems and scripts,

I carved my name in it,

And also my friend’s name.

An apple on my head,

A flower on my hair,

A tiny stem in my hand,

And roots under my foot.