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In the mild breeze, the cheerful leaves,
Are swinging, singing, ho!
Young and glossy, smooth and strong, they’re
Swinging, singing, ho!
But something seems to be wrong with this little leaf, a member of the big family.
“I don’t want to fall and die so soon,
But I’m hurt and unable to cling
To you, Mamma!”
The branch replied,
“Hold on, son.”
“A lively little sparrow perched by my side at dawn.
We enjoyed each other’s company and gossipped for quite long.
And then, it rubbed its beak against you;
It tickled me, slightly,
And then it was OK. You were still asleep, Maa.
After some time, it flew away.
“When the tickle turned into a sharp pain, I bent down to find a snick on my stalk.”
“The breeze will stop after a while, and I’ll mend your stalk and all will be fine!
Till then, just cling to…
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