The rose, the Boy and the Tree

Caferati holds an annual GPF or Godawful Poetry Fortnight. To read more about this writing exercise, please click here. Now, this particular godawful poem caught my attention, so I decided to write a sequel for it, assuming the original poet/author would not mind :-) So, here is the original poem by Aasif Shah: An old tree craves for a company. A boy comes and waters him. He feels good. ‘Wish I could help you,’ says he to the boy. ‘No worries,’ replies the boy. The tree dies. The boy becomes lonely. He decides to grow up. The boy falls in love. But…