The Frangipani Garden

A tree is a sentry,

It watches over you all the time,

It protects you and is always there.

Birds float past in the cool breeze,

Trees swaying in rhythm,

Leaves rustle as flowers flutter down,                                                     

The tree swoosh and whoosh.                                                         

Just below the sky,

Where the gulls fly,

These trees are important,

They help us survive.

All we need to do

Is remember how important they are.