is strong and staunch
they exude power
in every branch

calling out
to every bird
they woo and sigh
The wind their word

a canopy
With leaf is made
they bring us coolness
in their shade

no creatures they
shun nor despise
their flowers pure
bring gifts to eyes

in spring they're colored
in summer green
in autumn russet
in flame are seen

in winter ****
their branches bare
but they don't weep
in angst despair

for in their bud
which they will send
come the spring
they flow'r again!

they can be cut
to bring them pain
but never vengeance
will in them reign

they make a home
for bird and bee
The lovely, gentle

heart of trees


SoulSurvivor
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