Pine tree

Pine tree it talks a lot but stays quiet when asked…



I feel myself a pine tree, because my fatherinlaw said so when he took

Me to his office and made me to work.



The mighty pine tree is a tree of gifts offered every Christmas, because my motherinlaw said so, giving is taking and showering is bestowing to self



The Pine tree grows high and gives its wood and makes the home look beautiful, because my sisterinlaw said so to be in home.



The pine tree with green and brown matching colours to look so fine as draped in saree, because my husband said so I am his favourite not just colour but for my smile



The pine tree is in group that grow and stays strong because my brother said so and to be bold and strong in life when troubles hit like continuous blow.



The pine tree sings in voice of my son, jingle bells jingles all the way, because my son said so, pointing thats your family in the car came to see you and to take you with them.



The pine tree is mighty like my mother goddess roots, because I feel so I am not alone but with my family ever and ever…



Jessy Jacob