A lovely tree

I don't think I will ever see,

A poem of a lovely tree, 

A tree that grows late at night, 

When you're in bed sleeping tight, 

A tree that lives,

As we drive, 

A tree that lives,

As we cry, 

A tree that lives through light and dark, 

A tree that lives when we play in the park, 

A tree that will start to die, 

As birds go around to fly, 

A tree that crumbles, 

For every kid that tumbles, 

A tree that thrives, 

To keep us alive.