Song of A Tree

I am a tree, a tree,

A useful thing am I.

I give you oxygen free.

And the air I purify.

My leaves, flowers and fruits

Give shade, give food as you can see.

The soil is held tight by my roots.

Animals and birds find homes in me.

I give wood. I bring rain.

I protect weather naturally.

Please do not give me pain.

Do not cut me! Do not cut me!

Sudha Vyas