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a letter to a tree

One of my lost and found poems after a long time. Which was written when I was 11 years old. It is quite silly but also surprising to know trees have been the most interesting thing always. 

Dear tree, 
         How are you as strong as a wrestler
         As graceful as a beautiful dancer 
         How is your trunk as brown as the mud when it rains 
         As cracked as a crackle but never really cracks 
          How are your branches as thin as a paper 
          But just enough to hold a leaf 
          How is your leaf as veiny as a mat with those grassy things 
          As small as a store room but just enough to hold a kitchen within it 

So will you please tell me how can you be so many things. 
Perhaps that little bird on your branch might know each time it sings.

                             - Bharathi Senthilkumar 

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