PALAMGROVE TREE

Every since the days of my childhood

I used to see these trees grown long

The body is black in color and at the top

I have noticed leaves are spread in green

A few of them at the bottom dried and lost

Its color green, now appearing dull wood

Color,

The tree does not have branch at all

One can see a few punches of its seeds hanging

Clubbed one to other in dark black

The tree man used to claim over to the top

Sometimes in the morning, he used to collect

Its juice in the reserved pots made of clay

In its usual form, we call it padamneer, that is

Good to drink and it will be treated as medicine

Too

The age of the tree is more than the age of my

Grandfather who has seen this while he was child

This is a female tree where as the male one is separate

That has no such growing’s of a seed or any thing

The other parts of leaves are seen common

In those days before the paper is produced, these

Palm leaves are used for writing matter with an

Instrument needle like, by making small dots to

Form words and sentence – gathered in fine manner

To a punch, preserved with a wooden panel top and bottom

Tied with string, even after a few hundred years they

Seen as a document

I like the tree by its appearance, the fruits are very

Sweet, the juice is good for my health, keeping me

Free from sickness

It is like a cow in our house

I thank God as he has given to us

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