My Cherry Tree - Emu Sangkit Foning I saw this morning A sturdy man Swing his rusty axe Upon a shiny trunk. He hacked it once, He hacked it twice, He hacked a hundred times I'm sure. Doesn't he know It's my favourite tree Growing there over the years? Hasn't he seen Its November blush Glowing against blue skies? Doesn't he know The birds will wait For March and the cherries red? Perhaps, perhaps he planted the tree, Perhaps, perhaps he needs it now, Perhaps, perhaps h has the right To jab it and hack it to pieces. For Solved Exercises of this poem, click on the link below: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCJTgYmbQGweWg7n1IMh3PCA/join