TALE OF A TREE

Bare I was, because shed I had to, n that's what I sadly did; I shed off most of my leaves

But worry one must not, when in God, Nature, and humanity one firmly believes.

A kind little boy, his water bottle emptied daily on me, as home he went from school

For him, watering me and another nearby plant was a passion; it almost became a rule

It worried him, soon, his exams would start, followed by...