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When the blue far sky turned saffron and glowed in the dying twilight
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So sad....! It is depressing to see a tree dying out! I liked the way you have described the tree in varying seasons and how it has played a hospitable host to all chirping birds and their fledglings! A lovely poem that deserves top marks!
Thank you Dr.valsa George. Your encouraging comments really hail me to poeti heights. Thank you
Yes Devi Krishnakumar, It's the story not only of the tree but also is of those who give love and care
Alas! The tree has become a monument. In fact it touches our heart.
With a broken heart! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you very much dear Edward. It's painful to have been ignored by the loved ones