Trees

Watch and listen carefully. There, do you hear the stirring? Wander over and move the bracken see the hedgehog scurry away, now fat and sleepy Tall pines are waving as the gentle breeze blows branches are dancing Aromatic scent of their wood floods the valley, everything smelling so fresh from the tang. Birds sing out in happiness perching high up in the canopy. The mighty oak who's heavily laden acorns crash down to the ground Squirrels quickly gather them up to store for winter hiding them in hollow trunks and small cracks. Then tuck themselves up in their dreys to hibernate Horse chestnut ripens swelling up in fruition kernels taste so sweet Now the hot chestnut sellers stand by their braziers toasting the nuts passing them out in brown paper bags, watch the child tossing one from hand to hand impatient for them to cool Ash stately stands guard over the silent churchyard no trespassing here Well tended graves nestle under its canopy crosses and angels standing watch too, a quiet place to come and reflect. Yew so poisonous keeps the animals at bay protecting the graves