The necessity of trees - An original poem

The necessity of trees

The frontyard that made me
had medicinal three trees,
one even with my name.

We would pick Eucalyptus leaves
squeeze their refreshing scents out
between cricket games.

Somedays we would renunciate
colgate for the chewable stems
of the neem tree

The long black fruit from
the amaltas tree was great
for the stomach

These trees outside my window
sway the way of the wind,
shiv, make me think.