Thursday 14 April 2022

The Tree Diary

An Excerpt

 

Hi.



My name is kid tree. Some people also refer to me as the branch.
Well, I bear a lot of green buddies at this time of the year. It’s my favorite season-spring after all. I think you know my greeny buddies as 'leaves'.
I hate rainy days, but my dad tells me we need a lot of rains to survive. I don't think I understand that yet. I am fond of the wind though; I swear I love swaying along.


 

 

I know some of my friends found a home in your backyard. I talk to them sometimes - it’s called tree telepathy , if you are wondering, how!
My family resides by the lake, and I love that. I would not change a thing but would request mother nature to tone down the storms a bit.  Getting wet and dancing around together doesn't work for me too much.

 

I think I like the shedding season as well. Mom told me it teaches us to forgive and forget. Do you guys move on easily as well? I would love to know.
Well, that's all for now. Need to get to dinner now.
See you another day on another page :)



 
Signing Off

-Kid Tree

Monday 4 April 2022

Chaos

 She was a star in her own eyes,

 The world thought of her as different.

 Although, she loved the attention,                                           

 She still craved some more drama.

 She had big dreams and bigger brain power.


 She wanted to drive the world,

 But missed having any influential acquaintances.

 She started young,

 Following her dad's footsteps.

 She moved fast and upwards always,

 Towards the tricks of the trade.


 To some she was inconvenience,

 To some, a friend

 Did she actually like the peace?

 Or was she enjoying the futuristic riot?

 She could be iconic, one would add

 Only sometimes, turning into a complete ball of mess.


 It was arduous for the world to figure her out,

 Some said 'the spoilt one'

 Some called her 'the heiress'

 Others said she was frenzied,

 But to us, she was interim madness!


 We would love to wait,

 For the real name to pop,

 Until she made it big,

 Or to gaze into,

 Whether she took the drop.


P.S- Inspired by 'Inventing Anna'






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