Another Tree Tale, before now

Now you are standing like a King
Like a Hermit crab with her pincers
Waving strange curvy branches above my head
Just in a slight, your leaves pat my hair
The hot sun searches for who to scorch
But under you all little fauna find solace
A citadel of cool breezes and life!

Now I recall this little sickly seed
Blown about in the light air
And frail, cast out to the open
And this seed became a tree
A king of the open air
A fortitude for the ants and bees
Dwelling up and down the branches
A solace for the birds
Singing heartily with all joy
A colony of mushrooms growing on the roots
Loving the trees hospitality and care
And for we hopeful humans
Taking warmth under the trees shed

#Savethetrees #treesarelife #greenerworld #alltreesaregoodguys #treesalltheway

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at

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