When the shades give the cool
The tree that grows old must be wondering.
The countless leaves that I have shed
The countless skin that I have shred
The countless storms that I have fought
The endless rains that I have drained
The lumps of dirt that washed me out
The chirps of birds that I still hear
The fruits that I have beared for you
Its nothing but the love that keeps
You and me close always
Wherever you wander I still know
That one day you will come back to me
To sit in the warmth and cool of my shade.
Took some time to know my world until I became one, love u mom, Amma.
The tree that grows old must be wondering.
The countless leaves that I have shed
The countless skin that I have shred
The countless storms that I have fought
The endless rains that I have drained
The lumps of dirt that washed me out
The chirps of birds that I still hear
The fruits that I have beared for you
Its nothing but the love that keeps
You and me close always
Wherever you wander I still know
That one day you will come back to me
To sit in the warmth and cool of my shade.
Took some time to know my world until I became one, love u mom, Amma.
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