Childhood of a Tree
The desire to live has made me tough.
I fight the sun and weather, harsh & tough.
The support is a cut down tree
The remains of a cut down tree to be precise
It gives me its full support
Hid me for a while and saved my life.
It held me firm when I tore my seed cover.
It protected me from the boots of woodcutter
It taught me the lessons of life,
To be always positive and helpful.
Learn to recognize the opportunity
The life gives them plentiful
Many just don’t see them, many ignore
But the ones who try, do gain
It easier to understand, tougher to practice
To succeed we need to suffer pain
These lessons I need to imbibe in my personality
If I wish to be, one day, a huge Huge TREE
-written on 2 August 2009. (7:55 pm)
Sitting in office and getting bored. Trying to find a solution for an issue, I wrote this on my workstation’s desk along with a sketch. Maybe one day I would upload the snap of the sketch too
I fight the sun and weather, harsh & tough.
The support is a cut down tree
The remains of a cut down tree to be precise
It gives me its full support
Hid me for a while and saved my life.
It held me firm when I tore my seed cover.
It protected me from the boots of woodcutter
It taught me the lessons of life,
To be always positive and helpful.
Learn to recognize the opportunity
The life gives them plentiful
Many just don’t see them, many ignore
But the ones who try, do gain
It easier to understand, tougher to practice
To succeed we need to suffer pain
These lessons I need to imbibe in my personality
If I wish to be, one day, a huge Huge TREE
-written on 2 August 2009. (7:55 pm)
Sitting in office and getting bored. Trying to find a solution for an issue, I wrote this on my workstation’s desk along with a sketch. Maybe one day I would upload the snap of the sketch too
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