Analysis of My tree my own child.

My tree my own child.

My tree is like my own child.
It's now tall and young.
The roots are very strong.

But once it was sapling.
The shoots were very tender.
So I fenced it to save from danger.

I watered it everyday.
Pruned it with my scissors.
I took care like my nears & dears.

Now it's doing its duty like grown up son.
Providing the comforts to it's parents.
Now I am living under its shadowy boughs
and getting save from heat blows.