Green Trees

Trees of green in skies of blue 

We know you like to bloom

 Like flowers in the spring

Their babes are born

And grow

With the strength

Of life itself

Bark 

As hard as a rock

Standing firm in the bush

I hear birds

Singing to me

I wish we could be free

A snake slithers

As a bird soars 

Wombats dig

And 

The trees provide shelter

To me

I think it is a beautiful world