I sing to the trees for the birds and the bees <br />And all of the beauty around, <br />I sing of its wonder and spell I am under <br />And of the love that I've found. <br /> <br />I sing to the sky and the clouds passing by <br />And in its colours I'm drowned, <br />I sing of its wonder and spell I am under <br />And of the love that I've found. <br /> <br />I sing to the stream that does flow like a dream <br />So restful and peaceful the sound, <br />I sing of its wonder and spell I am under <br />And of the love that I've found. <br /> <br />I sing to the hills for their sight always fills <br />My heart with their beauty abound, <br />I sing of their wonder and spell I am under <br />And of the love that I've found.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-sing-to-the-trees/
