This is a sturdy and happy tree
With flowers and fruits on branches three
Animals and birds come here to feed
To rest in its shade. And grow and breed.
The tree turns angry and is quite mean
‘Go away! Shoo, from my branches green’
With a sigh and a bye the animals leave
‘Why? Aren’t we friends?’ They grieve.
Is the tree happy? Let us look at it now
Where are the leaves? Where is the glow?
Branches are bare; the flowers are gone
Bees and squirrels leave the tree alone.
‘Come my friends’ implores the tree
‘Sit on my branches, sing and be free’.
A sparrow obliges and chirps two songs
It’s magic! Look! Green leaves in throngs.
Animals, birds, butterflies and bees,
Creepers, herbs, shrubs and trees
Must live together as a one family
Each needs the other to thrive happily.
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