Thursday, 1 August 2013

                                    Let Me Live

                 Once I was a tiny seed
                Mother nature cared for my needs
                I grew up in to a shady tree
                Now my age is twenty three 
                I have branches so many
          spreading its shade for children to play
                I am home for creatures small
                And as well a for the resting birds
                people breathe the air I give
                Then why didn't people let me live?


                     by avanthika.rajesh


            

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