THE CINNAMON TREE AND THE SILVER BIRD

All about a five years relationship-Cinnamon tree,Silver bird-the lady,Passersby-Rivals

Days are gone

Months are gone

Years are gone

The passersby are gone

Now they return

The cinnamon tree remains





Such trees were planted

Tendering it was painful

Cultivating it was a lesson

Passersby couldn’t ignore but learn





I remembered vividly

As it germinated rapidly

Its unique smell is likely

All about its glory

Silver bird encouraged it greatly





A secret know to Silver bird

Songs gave its aroma

Melody came from Silver bird

To increase its aroma





The tree for shelter

The wishes of other Birds

At their visitations

Silver bird made provocations

“You all should excuse me”

For its mine





Exactly five years today

Silver bird still dwell

Only on the Cinnamon tree

It found no other tree

With such spicing smell

Of the Cinnamon tree