Serendipity Poem by Kassem Oude
Serendipity
Mulberry tree is broadly known
By its fruits galore sour or sweet
Men yearn for cool in earth zones
Birds too pick more during tweet
Some prefer not to plant in yard
Because ripe cloves litter ground
Myriad seeds vanish sans regard
Scarce rise in land fertile sound
Some might be passive or occupied
Full delivered dishes brought to home
Others grow sapling with whole pride
Cleaning mess under the tree dome
New soul is thus hard to hap
But once it exists it lives strong
Granting shade cool or nice nap
To kids, elderly cutest throng
Life is dear don't willingly tear
Should be cherished to its end
Tree wood warms coldness of years
Or convert to manure the land.
Kassem Oude
On Saturday, April 23,2016
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4/28/2024 9:08:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is an interesting poem. You show the reader the good and bad aspects of the mulberry tree. If given a chance to grow and mature, it just might surprise us pleasantly. After all, every living thing, including human beings, has good and bad characteristics. Time, and a bit of tolerance on our part are all that are necessary for each living thing to grow to its full potential. Every living thing deserves a chance. There is a lesson to be learned from this. Well written, Kassem.