BEHIND THE TREE
The leaves of the tree
Is starting to bloom
But it doesn't feel free
Rather it looks gloom.
Though thousands had saw
Hundreds had able to draw
They haven't still noticed what it really feel,
Yet they just view it like its something real.
While sitting on the corner
I'm starting to wonder
Do people just ignored?
Or they also have their own remorse?
Whatever it might be now
I'm hoping for the rain to drop
So that, the tree may grow
And it may be able to produce it's crop.
- MisC -
