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Tree Poem


 

Sometimes I think trees are stupid , either that or they like to taunt

Like why would you let me hit you and still give me the fruit that I want

Anyways, Trees and Humans aren’t that different you see

We all started off as a nut or a seed

And even when you branch out from your roots your still connected to them, and that’s why it’s called a family tree

So don’t forget about your roots, they  give you the resources to grow

Like Wisdom, when they speak through their actions because we reap what we sow

Your situation changes just like the withering or growing leaves, with due season

But remember through the rain and storm, there’s reason

And  your trunks are everything that  you hold dear and near

For with dreams, friends, and family your happiness branches out

The toughest thing that can protect you is your bark called hope

And considering both provide for themselves and others, trees and parents are both autotrophs

And remember no matter how dead the tree lookings, it always comes back in the spring

Because they know there are better times coming round every year, just like their lifetime rings

Trees and people with heart take carbon dioxide bad for living things and turn it into breathable good

And while one tree standing might not be interesting, when they come together they turn into the magical woods

Trees only go higher, when they dig deeper

A clear difference would be trees don’t move, but when there’s something to believe in, we don’t either

Be that trees that don’t move, even when hit by a car

Cause those who love you , give you their sunlight, so you can grow from mutiple stars

Be like a tree, and changed your environment

Don’t stay still and try to fit in with the dirt, cause it’s tiring

So many us hate smokin but the earth’s lungs are getting cut down

Mother Tree, Father Tree,Tree of Life, Christmas Tree, Oak Tree , Olive Tree , they all here now

The day where there aren’t any trees, think about how bad that sound

See I’m a tree, you a tree, we all tree’s one way or the other

But in order to save our future, let’s do something now, and start treating this planet better than we treat each other

 

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