Paul Butters

Leeds, West Yorkshire.
Paul Butters
Leeds, West Yorkshire.
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Trees

Shapely steaming trees make clouds of their own:
Raining daily on the rainforest.
Rumbling jungles serenaded by a clichéd cacophony of birdsong.

I love all trees wherever they are:
Pinewoods in temperate zones,
Palms on tropical isles,
Ancient oaks full of magic.

See breeze kissed canopies high in the sky,
Forests deep in mysterious gloom.
Let Attenborough portray the rest.
Tarzan and Robin Hood to reign forever.
Keep your axes and saws away.
Let's plant as many trees as we can
And watch them grow.

Paul Butters

© PB 18\3\2021.
Thursday, March 18, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: trees,nature
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