A Walk In The Park

I love trees.

I love parks.

I love walking in the park.

I love walking in the park under huge, magestic trees.

I love being under the canopy of a large tree.

The wind whispers in the tree.

The leaves on the tree flutter like butterflies.

The branches dance in graceful sways.

It's a wondrous sight to see and

a melodious sound of silence to listen to.

The birds chirp happily in the tree

that provides them shelter and home.

The squirrels scamper around

from ground to tree

looking for food and a hiding place.

Ants march along the trunk and branches

to their nest made of leaves.

Majestic Trees

Trees are majestic in nature.

They grow strong and tall,

creating large canopy

to provide shade and shelter

for the many beings

which make trees their home.

They grow very old and wise

leaving a trail of stories

on their trunks and roots.

They are Earth's heritage

to the beings that call

Earth their home.

But alas, many majestic trees

are not allowed to grow

in the throne they sit on.

Many majestic trees

have been chopped down

in the name of development.

Many trees have been made

into pieces of furniture or home fittings.

Many trees have been turned

into pulp and paper.

In place, some trees are replanted.

But it takes years to replace

what has been taken out.

Some trees are replanted

but of a different kind,

the kind that is not of the place,

the kind that is from some place else,

the kind that does not provide

the shade and shelter of

what used to be.

It is sad to see such cruelty

made on Mother Nature,

when she has kept us

well fed and protected,

to see majestic trees felled

by a race which is superior

to the animal kingdom.