They stand tall amidst the meadow,

dancing to the melodic airflow.

They swing and sway,

until ‘tis another day.

They’re a bird’s best friend,

which is something they don’t apprehend.

Mayhaps ‘cause of the nests that lay in their head?

 

In autumn, their leaves turn into a colour called orange.

That’s something a ton of people acknowledge.

In winter, all the leaves scatter,

along with less chatter.

You shan’t worry, it won’t matter,

for every leaf and animal will be back in summer.

Spring, is when most leaves grow back;

just a full set of them will lack.

 

Trees are important.

They give oxygen to all,

through a stomata;

from healthily green leaves,

allowing life to be lived.