The birds chirp, the winds change.

The frogs croak, the leaves sway.

I am a tree, home to many things.

Dappled sunlight touching my leaves.

I could be 1 or 1000.

I am mighty, l stand tall when l am in the forest

l rule over all.

Animals use me for their home.

A million leaves on my branches, 1000 branches on my trunk.

People need me to live; l provide them with food and clean air to breathe.

You may think you don’t need me, but trust me you do.

But this is the end, time to say goodbye.

But if you ever need me, just look up high.