GRANDMASee that leaflessAbandoned,dying tree,The one who fed and shelteredHundredsInthe daye before!She took water drops from the depth of earthTo combine with carbondioxideTo make starchFor serving all!Now she sinks into abyss of death,Her pulse weakensNumbness spreadsBut,have one wishTo hear the song of a birdTo feel.the gentle wind.How many grandmas weepasthis dying treeTo see their little onesTo feel a gentle touchWhen lying on death bed!====//////======© Rajendran Thriven
