Little Bonsai. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The beautiful little garden
where the little bonsai whispers
Dear ones I loved my mother so much
She gave me more care and concern
To grow well and to become a giant tree
To make my service with larger shade
To all the pedestrians in need of time
To make others happy as well as I can
The good earth gave me enough to grow
The good earth I loved much in my childhood
The future was bleak when I bound to grow like
The shaped way of bonsai different
I loves my childhood and dreamed the growth
Alas! I am constrained in this little bonsai pot.