Write in the park, Day 19.
I hope to grow up big and strong,
the budding green shoot says,
With sturdy branches all year long
and green leaves every day.
Like those tall trees standing by,
towering over me,
Reaching high up to the sky,
for everyone to see.
An immense tree I hope to be
tho' now I'm just a shoot,
Tiny buds is all you see
I'm no taller than a foot.
There is a long long way to go,
to turn from shoot to tree.
Nonetheless I hope to grow
A huge tree I shall be.
"A Child's Hope" — by Huang Bing Yao
Tue 28Jun22 1510 hrs GMT+8
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(I took this photo of a young budding shoot of an agave plant on Tue 21Jun22 in Westlake Garden.)
