Seed He Sows
"When leaves start to grow, stronger would turn bough.
He conjures for cultivar to hold strength- ephemeral it won't be."
He waters and let roots inhale life-
Banyan tree older than any lore,
Would stand there in years and for a time-immemorial
Buds and flowers would bow,
he dreams of daffodils to blossom on its bosom
With the leaves turning yellow, brown and red
he fancies to see roses in its arms
aroma of jasmine would cover his farm,
mango will be brought by last sprouts
'once reapen may they taste- exactly like grapes'
and once it fills his appetite
he wants it to bring merry to him
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