Outside my window stands a tree
Every day I look at it
And it comforts me
In spring time it stands lush and green
In fall its colors change to red and yellow
In winter it is bare
Year after year I watch this tree
It’s like magic it seems to me
To get so much comfort from just a tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So simple, yet so effectual. My daughter will love this one. Thanks.