Trees Made

Trees Made

The trees

I say the making of land was slow.

Suddenly they appeared,

Appeared as they were,

Appeared as they are.

They were made green


I say the making of land was slow.

They were made to hold lives

They were made to go wild.

Made to live 

And made to breath


Out of curiosity.

One, two and trees are important

Stronger than winds

They can defeat natural disasters.

The giver of shadow,

The retriever of oxygen.


I never thought about something 

I can talk about, but only trees.

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday

They are there

Thursday and Friday, they release

Fruits of life.

Saturday and Sunday, I am done!


 Olivia Thembi D'writer

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