Trees dance in the wind,
As a gust of air blows the twigs.
Sticks and leaves across the park, 
They twinkle like a diamond in the night sky.
The leaves ripped off the tree as fast as lightning,
Making everything really frightening.
The trees got ripped out of the Earth’s crust.
The tree is green in summer,
The leaves turn orange in autumn,
And winter is falling from the blue sky. 
The wood is as smooth or bumpy as can be, 
The roots are as strong as an anchor. 
The leaves breathe out fresh air. 
Trees are as old as the Earth and as wise as a grandma. 
There are too many trees to count today. 
You can hear the trees whistle,
Breathe and dance in the late night hours. 
As the tree lopper cuts through the tree tears of sap roll down the tree.
CRACK! The branches snap off the tree,

It is now too late for me.