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Kshitij Katara

The tree experiences different seasons as it quietly grows, bursting with new leaves in spring and stretching in the summer sun. In autumn, the tree shivers as its leaves turn gold and fall to the ground like coins, while in winter the bare branches ache as life lies dormant underground until spring's return.

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ppt on peom for class9New
In Trees The D If fe re nt Seasons
spring The tree humps quietly to it self A lullaby to the buds Brusting with baby leaves Its branches ride the winds And in all its new green glory The tree begins to sing
summerThe tree stretches in the sun It knows the birds that fly The beasts that run, climb and jump from its heavy loaded branches Its yawns and digs its root Deep into the still centre Of the spinning earth
Autumn the tree shivers in the shortening Its leaves turn gold The clouds pass The seeds fall The tree drops its coins of gold And the day are rich With spending of leaves
winterOld branches ache Tree stands naked in the storms Deep frozen bleak and bare Deep under ground life lies sleeping The tree sleep And waits for the returning sun To wake him From his woody dreams
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  • 3. spring The tree humps quietly to it self A lullaby to the buds Brusting with baby leaves Its branches ride the winds And in all its new green glory The tree begins to sing
  • 4. summerThe tree stretches in the sun It knows the birds that fly The beasts that run, climb and jump from its heavy loaded branches Its yawns and digs its root Deep into the still centre Of the spinning earth
  • 5. Autumn the tree shivers in the shortening Its leaves turn gold The clouds pass The seeds fall The tree drops its coins of gold And the day are rich With spending of leaves
  • 6. winterOld branches ache Tree stands naked in the storms Deep frozen bleak and bare Deep under ground life lies sleeping The tree sleep And waits for the returning sun To wake him From his woody dreams