Wonderful Trees

This poem is about something that people seem to forget simply because trees are always there. when a tree dies people don't seem to care. We should care.

Wonderful things are trees
waving about in the breeze
showing off their color and light
what a beautiful sight.
Protecting the birds that live high above
helping the Earth, protecting from flood
Whether mighty oak or tender sapling grow
it is up to us and our children to sow.
A tree is like eternity reaching for the sky,
It can be there when we are born
and there when we die.
From weeping willow to tallest pine
all the wonderful woods and forests are mine.

Reviews

[trooper48]

Thank you, John. I love nature. I try to put feeling into words, sometimes it works. I think we should relax before we write, just to get in the mood. Regards, Colin.

[John Anderson]

Very enjoyable poem wonderfully written. I loved it!

[trooper48]

Thank you again Mad English, I will review your work shortly.

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

I like poetry about the natural world. I think this is a sweet little poem. Nice simple poetry telling a true story.
very good.