A large peepal tree shields my house from the sun,
In the rains, it starts to dance as though having fun.
It had once grown quite close to our window,
It would dash against it when winds began to blow.
Seeing that I would fear the window might break,
It was quite a scary sight looking at that tree shake.
Soon enough, the long branches were cut down,
I felt as if it was a king who gave up his beautiful crown.
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