I Drew A Summer Leaf.

I drew a summer leaf,

It sang more than once for me.

It grew young,

It grew mid aged,

Yet it sang.

It even grew old,

Still it sang.

Many summers passed,

The leaf didn’t stop singing.

One day the leaf,

Started growing more and more.

It filled the whole page of my drawing book.

The singing grew more and more,

When one day,

The leaf gifted me with its summer songs.


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