The oldest tree is the oak tree,
I have one, two, three.
It stands straight,
Its branches are light.
It gives me shade,
By whom was it made?
He was made by God,
Like a thick rod.
Oh how nice,
The oak tree is wise.
It is my friend
I am also his best friend.
P.Vikashini, IV, Sacred Heart Girls A.I High School, Yercaud