Our trees

Trees, trees smell like a breeze,
They are very green,
And have very pretty leaves.

Trees, they sway and sway side to side,
When I look out the window I glare at them with pride.
Trees, I touch their pretty flowers,
When I climb their branches, I see birds with their nests.
Trees, are part of nature,
When I look at them,
I couldn't think they could be greater.