I am with special features

To bear all seasons

Of Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall

For such privilege, I thank my Creator.

Like the birds on wings

I wish to see too many sites

Of the world for enjoying and exploring

The beauty and wisdom of my Master.

Troubles and hurdles are many

On the course of my life

Challenges are numerous

To fulfill my purpose.

I was born to serve this life-filled planet

Day and night I strive hard to make it so

With all my heart

Producing Oxygen to this Earth.

Home for birds in need of shelter

Shade for men tired of sun

Give fruits to all in want of food

Leaves of mine heal the sick.

Unaware of my use

Animals try to finish me off

At my early growing stage.

But I wonder: men for harming me!

I know not to harm

Or to retaliate, or to withdraw good

To those who afflict me mercilessly

For I am good naturally.

One thing I am sure of -

That I fulfill my purpose selflessly.

One question have I to all men

What have you done to the world you live in?