The Big Tree

Trees are there every day

Under them you can play

Their leaves are shiny, green, and keen

There is so much more that can be seen

Trees offer to those who adore them

A message of silence and repose

They are more than swishing and swaying

To tell old stories that reveal an ancient time

To describe a life that was not sublime

Of the people who had lived under its shade

To rest and wait for food to be made