A giggle for all to hear

As the plants were springing to life
Happy with the soil and water
Savoring dewdrops of a moon drenched night
Yes, they were too happy deep within

Then came a day really awful
They were told their days were near
The land they held so dear, was up for sale
Their master too would move to a distant shore

Lights shall no more sparkle
Nor four seasons of Vivaldi play
Their master shall hardly ever care
Autumn leaves with loving touch

They were not plants for all you know
Each of them had assumed characters
Over time,in the company of their master
They too knew how to bear the brunt of nature

It was spring time once more
The same leaves came back in a flowery bunch
The new blossom had a giggle for all to hear
Winter can hardly faze nor perish summer…

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