Everyday we see them
standing tall and noble everywhere.
Most of the time we pass
giving them not a second thought.
All we see is greenery there,
we never think of the variety
and the effect they have on our lives.
Nor do we think of all the things
that live within them there.
Each has its own family
that within the foliage survive,
some are minute often difficult to see.
While others bring joy to our eyes
as they fly across the skies.
Some trees bare fruit,
a bounty of food for us all.
There are so many species
and we should be thankful
that God gave us them all.
We should feel sad
when someone’s axe hits
and another tree falls.
18 August 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So often we hear that 'loss of habitat' is endangering many species of animals and insects that share our world. Trees are being chopped at an alarming rate every day. When will we learn that they have not been bequeathed by our parents but are borrowed from our children. An important poem with a powerful moral for all. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥