The Grateful Tree. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The child playfully planted the seedling
Nurtured well by watering
Manured in time of play
The new seedling slowly grew with pleasure
Knowing well the childish game
Then grew in time as a tree
The branches and leaves gave shade to all
The little child now a perfect man
Then lovingly sat under the tree
The tree gave fruits and shadow with laughter
Dear one you are my companion lifelong
Don't forget to sit and comfort
I will bring fresh air to you to refresh
I will give you ripe fruit on your choice
I am grateful boy for your service.