Trees Contributed

By Manisha Kothari,

(XI-B)Rajiv Gandhi Navodaya Vidhyalaya

I think that I shall never see A lovely poem as a tree.A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;A tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair;Upon whose bosom snow has lain Who intimately lives with rain.Poems are made by fools like meBut only God can make a tree.