Trees
Trees stand tall, with branches wide,
A symbol of strength, a gentle pride.
Their leaves rustle in the breeze so light,
A soothing sound, a peaceful sight.
Their trunks so sturdy, their roots so deep,
A shelter from storm, a place to sleep.
Their branches sway in the wind’s gentle hand,
A dance so graceful, a wonder to stand.
Trees provide for all to see,
A home for birds, a sight to be.
Their beauty’s timeless, their charm rare,
A treasure to cherish, beyond compare.
RITA DANYOK, Plateau State Polytechnic, Barakin Ladi
Rainbow magic
Vibrant arcs of colour bright,
Rainbow’s beauty, a wondrous sight.
After rain, it appears in the sky,
A symbol of hope, as tears dry.
Red, orange, yellow, green, and blue,
Colours blending, a treasure true.
A bridge of promise, spanning wide,
Connecting earth to the sky inside.
With beauty rare, it touches the heart,
A fleeting wonder, a work of art.
Rainbow’s magic, a treasure to see,
A symbol of hope, for you and me.
GERALDINE NGOGYEM, Plateau State Polytechnic, Barakin Ladi