Up in the sky my favourite tree
It's roots are deep, it's branches are free
Tall tree forever green
Looking at you makes me grin
Father of oil, God of wine
Whose produce are sweet and fine
Because of you a farmer earns wages
When your fruits are exposed like open pages
A fertile land or barren soil
Never stops you from producing oil
Stout tree, Strong One
A farmer's heart you have won
In times of plenty you are the cause of it
Your sweet strong nuts are what we eat
Friend of the coconut tree, high and mighty
The thought of losing you is not taken lightly
Can you guess what tree it is?
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The Man and the Wolf (Ezenne Gideon's Poems)
PoetryThis book contains heart felt, passion - driven poems, from "Revenge" to "The Man and the Wolf". Read them at your pleasure, and take a wild ride to the world of imagination.
