I am waiting for you

There is a Tree
Standing alone in that hill
Being nice to all the travelers
Giving them shade
Some fell in love
And asked her to go with them
But "I am waiting for my man", says she

She strengthen her roots in the ground
She spread her branches in the sky
Fills it with leaves and colors it green
She blooms
But the prettiest blossom is yet to reveal
She gives fruit
But the sweetest one is yet to taste
She become radiant every season
"I am waiting for my lover", says she

There is a Tree
Still standing alone in that hill
Inside me
"I am waiting for you"







Poetry by uma
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Written on 2007-07-24 at 07:19

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Amanda K
very beautifull one
2007-07-24