Tag: poem on plant

  • CREEPING

    On the support she is creeping Walking slowly and sleeping She is moving along gripping Using bract she is not slipping

  • PIGEON PEA

    Even two eye can understand its worth, Hanging in all hands of the small plant, Given by the nature, gifted by the earth, Beautiful agricultural field with grain grant, Its flower, Its green,Its full of the grain, Is there as a result of plant transplant, Filled in the safe unique box again, All over the…