Falling As Iam
A land far far away
With its great splendid
The daylight that brightens the way
Thrived passing all the dry seasons
Nothing,but a tree on the wayside
Had brought significance to the land
Deep beneath the soil it's roots abide
Stands tall for people to see
A shelter to the birds of the air
And the beast of the earth
Moreover the storms did it bear
Lo,there it stands unstirred
There on the roots sprouted a plant
Yet,nothing could ever see
Grew with water so scant
But ungrugitate the wealth of the tree
For all the stroams that hit
And floods that made it drowned
Was it safe under it
It grew and grew
Not long did it last
Soon was the tree cut
Left alone weeping in the dust
Laid the plant
O what happy days under the sun did it think
Had it become to late to realize
There lying dead,the young plant
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