Inhale exhale for us to prevail,
Tree breathes for life to sail,
Long ago when there were many,
Trees around...dotting all lines,
I failed...
To plant for times to come,
That canopy of green, solace for eyes,
Good for pulsating life,
Tree still breathes. ..but in my dreams,
As city expands, sacrificing tree for sands,
Green that dots in and around,
Except for few all are gone,
Wall of concrete..Separated many,
Giving CALL of caution. .
,,, to act now or never
Plant a tree to make city green,
Resurrecting life out of reins,
Ending the rifts giving a gift,,
Green and serene for generations to come.
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