There’s a tree outside your window <br />Go call its name today <br />For tomorrow it may not be there <br />And you may want to say, <br />“There was a day when I knew trees <br />By bark and limb and leaves, <br />Before they were all swept away <br />By this civilized disease. <br />And, where the pavements parch the ground, <br />Once lovely, stately trees stood ‘round <br />And murmured softly in the breeze, <br />And cleansed our air and in those trees <br />Something called birds would sing and play. <br />Yes, long ago there was a day...” <br /> <br /> <br />Written to a dying palm in Nassau<br /><br />Adeline Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trees-19/
