The apple blossoms soon will bloom
The lilac fragrance fill my room
Leaf buds will open on large trees
Gardeners will fall upon their knees
Bring forth your green, oh maple grand
Welcome the spring across the land
Whisper to me through rustling leaf
And I shall sigh with great relief
Bring back your shelter, copper beech
With arms that dare to heaven reach
Bring back your green leaves, walnut friend
And cleanse the air, our bodies mend
Give us your shade, oh mighty beings
Cover our spaces with your wings
Shade so the grass becomes a bed
Shade for the place where lies our dead
Shade for the robin, perched on limb
Nest for the bugs that pester him
For trees are gifts to creatures all
From those who walk to those who crawl.
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Dedicated to all my blogger friends.
Cynthia Reyes 
