Poem Of The Day 24th November 2013

[Zindagi]

Once I was a tiny seed.

Mother Nature cared my need.

I grew up as a shady tree.

Now my age is twenty three.


I have branches so many.

For children to play in company,

I feed worms with tiny figs.

I make homes with tiny twigs.


I am for the resting herds.

Also for the poor shepherds.

People breathe the air I give.

Why do not people let me live.

[Cute PaRi]

lovely poem je

[attiaahsan]

[Rehan Qazi]

very nice.....

[thefire1]

Walaikum Assalaam @Zindagi;

THANK YOU for posting this poem and letting us the importance of tree in human life, we must take care of trees and stop 'cutting' them as it contributes a very natural balance in our enviornment.

khush rahyeh

[*jamshed*]

[Chandbhai]

Awesome...........

[Hidden words]

importance of trees,very beautifuly explained

[Zindagi]

Thanks

[YouthFul]