The Tree

The Tree

The tree is my mate.

It gives me shade,

It gives me shelter,

Under this, so many of us played.

Its branches dance in joy.

And reflect happiness, as equal as a toy.

It blocks the light of the sun,

We play hide and seek around it.

Oh! What fun!!

Prisha Agarwal, Grade 2B

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