Savita Tyagi - Genus

A seed was planted
Nurtured for years to come
Sheltered from high wind
Protected from storm
In time seed transformed
In a handsome tree that bore
Fruits sweet and succulent
And cool shade abundant
Looking at it asked curious
Ones what species is that
Where did we find the genus
What could be an answer better
Than call it gentry of love
A God's gift imparted to us.

Savita Tyagi

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