When the tree is green
Spring has come alive
With its greenery growing to be seen
And lively like so.
When the tree hides the summer sun
And shades that spot to sit cool
Or climb that tree just for fun
All the summer through.
Now that same tree shed its leaves for fun,
Making room for the cool and cold days
And that's not all
Winter is coming soon.
A time has life
And there is life in that tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem