Poem:- Whispers of the Trees

 Poem:-Whispers of the Trees


In a world adorned with green and grace,

Stands a majestic marvel, nature's embrace.

They reach for the heavens with branches high,

Oh, how they touch the cerulean sky.


Oh, gentle giants, rooted deep in the ground,

Their trunks stand tall, sturdy and profound.

With bark like armor, protecting their core,

They whisper secrets of the forest's lore.


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Leaves dance and shimmer in the golden light,

Creating a symphony, a mesmerizing sight.

They rustle and whisper in the gentle breeze,

Serenading the land with their ancient melodies.


Their canopies provide shade, a refuge so kind,

Where weary souls rest, solace they find.

Beneath their boughs, life finds its way,

A haven for creatures, both big and small, they sway.


Birds build their nests among the sturdy limbs,

Squirrels play and scamper, their joy never dims.

Butterflies alight on blossoms so fair,

As fragrant flowers bloom in the summer air.


Trees, oh dear trees, guardians of the Earth,

Witnesses to life, from its joy to its mirth.

They teach us patience, strength, and resilience,

Their wisdom stretches beyond our existence.


So let us cherish these treasures of green,

Preserve their beauty, keep the balance serene.

For in the embrace of trees, we find solace and peace,

A connection with nature that will never cease.


Whispers of the Trees, a symphony divine,

Guiding us with their wisdom, a gift so fine.

In their silent language, they speak and inspire,

A reminder of nature's grace and eternal desire.

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