My Backyard Tree

My backyard tree, strong, thick and free
My tree grows every day just a little bit taller as its leaves swish and sway
My tree speaks up for me like a mother that will always be there for me
I want more trees here and there all over the world, from there to there
Russia, America, France, Brazil, trees make clean air all over the place
I'm worried for the generation later to come
We must do something now
Some people deny it but the truth is humans are cutting down trees
It makes me very sad for the trees
In some places the air is all black, it makes me feel sick, that's a fact
So put in some effort to help change the laws or it will be too late
To save the world
The trees all scream the same thing 
"Don't cut us down or you won't get to live"