My flowers are not scented <br />and the strong odor butterflies don't like. <br />That's why I think they flew away. <br />My fruits are not ripen <br />and the bitter fruits birds don't like. <br />That's why I think they flew away. <br />My root is not so deep. <br />That's why the wind came <br />and fell me to the ground. <br /> <br /> <br />For Dave.......with affectionately.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-tree/
