Trees of Luck

Trees of luck are all around,

Pink, red, green, brown.

They grow taller, taller every day.

Trees of luck are here to stay.

I'll find a duck,

and pick it up.

I'll run around my tree of luck.

Spring is here,

Birds I can hear.

It turns into night,

and in my dreams I will take flight.

In my dream, I look at my tree,

Then I jump to my knees.

I'm filled with glee,

and I am free.