A tree, a symbol of life and its worth, Roots deep in the earth, reaching for the sky, Its branches stretching, with leaves unfurled, Nature's beauty, it bears, as it stands high.

It provides shade, from the scorching sun, A home for the birds, and a playground for fun. A source of oxygen, for us to breathe, A gift from nature, for us to receive.

It stands tall, through the winds and the rain, Withstanding the storms, and feeling no pain. Its leaves change color, with the seasons so grand, From the greens of spring, to the reds of fall's land.

The tree is a witness, to the passage of time, To the stories it's seen, and the memories it holds. It's a reminder, of the power of growth, Of the strength that comes, with facing life's tests and oaths.

So here's to the tree, a wonder of the earth, A symbol of life, and a symbol of worth. May it stand tall, for generations to come, A source of beauty, and a source of fun.

Poet :- © Dhanraj Sandesh Gamare