The Tree Hugger
Yes, I am a tree hugger
And I do so love the trees.
Trees give us negative ions;
Oxygen to breathe.
Lovely wooden sentinels;
Our siblings are the trees.
Though they have no legs to walk
They move within the breeze.
The trees see many curious things;
Perhaps hear even more.
They’ll share their secrets if
It’s what you ask them for.
Listen with your soul to leaves within the wind.
You’ll be back to hear more, again and again.
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