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Jan 2019
MY HAVEN GREEN

Lord, Like us Parsis, endangered is my little haven.
Thanks to urbanisation, there won't now be this cavern.

Beautiful natural curtains they made; my green trees.
Gave me shade n cool, soothing breeze.

I will miss the cuckoo's coo, n my imitating; was so awesome !
Oh those many parrots, gorging on my favourite lavender blossom !

Those naughty squirrels running all around, playing hide n seek.
Those colourful birds chirping with their little beak(s).

Miss I will the entire clan of monkeys, with their young ones; oh what recreation !
Ahura kind, please save my little haven n Your creation.

If in the name of urbanisation, keep destroying Nature we;
Only concrete n cement jungles our generation next will see.

I love and treasure my trees;  this patch of green.
Keeps it, our atmosphere clean, peaceful n serene.

Feel I, in the lap of Nature, amidst my greens.
Lord, protect it please, to me a world it means.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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