The last leaf

Sweta Sahoo
4th Sem EEE
1st Prize Creative writing 2010

Oh! Tree where art thou,
My only pal, my guard
Hanging on your strong branches,
Spent my joyful days.
Thou gave me shelter in sunny days
My kites getting stuck in your branches,
Crying and hauling was I.

The birds chirping on thou every morn,
The squirrels home are thou,
Thou being old enough, never did thou query
My mates plucking your leaves
The cobbler’s shop was thou shade.
Thou spread happiness all around but where art thou my tree