This Tree

From a little seedling
Placed in the ground
At the side of our house
Stands now a mango tree

So big and sturdy
Its leaves so shady
Its fruit plump, tasty, and juicy
O how I love this tree

I often play under this tree
And pretend I am like a bee
Buzzing around madly
Flying ever so freely
Or sometimes I sit and rest
And read a book of jest
Or sing out songs with zest
With all my friends from the west

I like to climb this tree
And pretend I am a pirate
On the tower of a ship
Looking out at sea


Philippine Copyright © 2010 by Oscar A. Corpuz, Jr.
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