A
little bush near a pond,
swayed
by the gushing wind, was everyone's charm.
Had
lots of friend bushes beside,
singing
the freshness song alike.
Time
just quickly passed by,
all
the bushy friends rose high and high.
But
the little one was left with asymmetrical growth,
mamma
tree's worry soared, reason behind remained unexplored.
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| My Tree Story !!! |
