I'm not the Lorax,
But I speak for the trees
Those woody shade spreaders
That vacuum the breeze,
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Danny..... glad to see you after a long gap! After reading this poem, no one will ever think of felling a tree! They want a place in every place As spaces fit all kinds They love a park or forest And streets with no power lines, Let us all care to give the trees congenial spaces to grow! Enjoyed the poem!
I'm so happy to meet a spokesmen for the trees! So few people seem to know, talk about or care about what is happening. See my (far less eloquent) Walnut Tree and Untimely ripped.