Love Thy Food

A tiny little seed,
My famer removed all weeds,
He nurtured me with love,
Showered me with care.

He wanted me to grow strong,
Protected me from all wrong.

Then it was the harvesting season,
I was handed over to another person,
It was parting moment, he said,
I was ready for my journey ahead.

I was sold to a sweet family,
They took me home readily,
I thought I would be used properly,
But the family left me to rot openly.

I was thrown away in haste,
My farmer’s efforts in growing me had all gone waste!
Written by: Tanya Sodhi
Class : 6 th E
School: Gyan Bharati School, delhi

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