Trees give back more than they ever take

What is a tree
A majestic soul
With a heart that grows and grows
It gives rise to our oxygen
Supply and clearly knows
What we discharge the CO2
It needs so in fact
We are truly lovers
And therefore should attract

It’s leaves provide our compost
Re creating soil
It’s stature provides
Noise reduction
It’s continued toil
To reach the sky
And sink it’s roots
And be steadfastly strong
To share it’s blossom
To share it’s scent
Providing our bird song

To be a home for the wild ones
The squirrels and the Bees
To let Wood Peckers sculpt them
When the snow comes down to freeze
To stand aloft when the sun is hot
And shake in a Autumn storm
To provide good shade
To the handsome Deers
And keep their young fawns
Warm

Why is it people squander
The bounty that’s supplied
Why is it that they chop trees down
Why have we denied
Their place a place in history
Mankind is far from kind
Far from soulful far from caring
Sadly he is blind
To what is a glorious forest
A verdurous refrain
A source of light
A shade a screen
A canopy again
Creating rapturous shadows
A place in which to hide
A thought a lucubration
Or perhaps to climb inside

If everybody planted a tree
One sapling they
Could watch it’s journey to the sky
Every single day
Taste it’s glorious scent
And drink in all it dew
Sit under it branches
And possibly climb them too