Trees

I just want to know how they grow up so high
It looks like some are touching the sky
They’re like big buildings that children can climb
Some are so big that they existed most of the time
They are multi-armed dancers
They stop us from getting cancers
They are home to lots of insects and bird
So stop cutting trees, you heard my word
When I look out my window, I can see lots of them waving
So wood cutters will better start behaving
They give us fresh air to breath
In return we cut down the trees
So come on let’s imagine what life could it be,
without these beautiful trees