Under the
shade of a tree
I find many
apples above me
With its
lustrous red
Glowing on
my cheeks
As the sun
cast its red rays on our tree
I feel I am
wearing a diadem of a king
When the
green leaves nourish the skin of mine
I go back to
Auld Lang Syne
Into my
memories
When the sky
turns pink
I realize that
it’s nearly sunrise
And it makes me rise
Under the
shade of a tree
There are
leaves around me
I smell the
aroma of fruits and flowers
That put a
whiff of perfume on me
They have a diversity of colours
They have a diversity of colours
Pink, blue,
orange and red!
When I sit
under a tree
Very nice poem, the last line is so natural.
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