Oh look at the trees

Oh look at the trees

the leaves fall every day

the trees dont blink an eye

leaves are meant to be this way


So why do we care

about the words someone might say

about the look of a stare

about a hair that turns grey


The leaves grow back

this is known to be true

so when you are falling

know that youll grow back too


Thanks to the plants

trees and flowers blue

even thanks to the ants

they taught me more then I knew

This poem is about: 
Our world


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