Hey, welcome to the year's last day,
I am too old, still you wanna play?

Well, It's fine amazing morning,
Play cricket, start your innings,

I will watch you out,
Will protect from sun and scout,

Well played, take rest, wait what..!!?
From where this freaking storm came out.

You all children, go home, be safe inside,
I will survive this, am yet so tight,

You be safe and prey for me,
Dear god, save our warrior old tree.

Oh no! This storm got my arm,
Please, be assured, you got no harm,

My leg is slipping, noooo!
I am about to fall, move fast go!

The freaking storm, so strong,
Made me fell, It went so wrong,

Now I cannot survive anymore,
Now, you can use me as chair and more,

Use my broken arm, as wood,
To make the food, you cook,

Use my trunk too,
Cut it, make things which suit you,

And my last available fruits,
Cut them well, have some juice,

Keep seeds, grow more of me,
As a new born, I will come again and see,

I hope I made your 2023 ending good,
Giving you all of me and lastly my wood,

It's time for me, to receive and say,
Some wishes, some good bye..

Ending this twenty twenty-three,
Your strong warrior, the old tree..

Enjoy the new year twenty twenty-four,
Keep writing, the old tree loves you much more....

© Ayush Sengar