Anisha Dutta Poet Personification

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07/27/20

First Place 

Contest A Brian Strand's You Choose

Birth of An Oak Tree

BIRTH OF AN OAK TREE
                            
                     All my siblings have left mother tree.
                      I am the last acorn to stick still at stalk
                       on big bough as the last most precious stock
                        covered by bunch of leaves feeling free 

                        Being hidden I escape eyes of birds.
                       Flying insects also cannot disturb me
                       I hope to fall when tree will discard
                      me at proper time naturally. 
     
                       I will sprout on Nature’s tender care
                    Seedling turning in sapling with slender arms
                      on caress of soil-water-air.
                    I will spread green canopy with leafy charms.
   
                     To yield Oak tree, me the last acorn.
                  The dense thick foliage will shine verdant. 
                     I am thankful grateful, being born.
                     The proud inheritor: Joyous descendant.

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Sara Kendrick August 14, 2021 at 2:23 AM Congrats on your winning work. Way to go. Creative way to express the idea of a child's life. Sara

Christuraj Alex August 12, 2021 at 11:02 PM Beautifully penned. Congratulations on your win!

Reason A. Poteet April 27, 2020 at 2:52 PM Excellent write for the acorn prompt. First stanza caught my interest and the rest was not a disappointment. You made your last acorn real and quite the inspiration to small beginnings. Anisha Dutta April 27, 2020 at 11:12 PM Thank you very much for visit b appreciate. Blessing