The Trees Are Blabbermouths (Fun Poem 113)

A song on a south wind whispers stories to the trees of love affairs illicit that no one should know, but the trees are blabbermouths telling anyone who’ll listen all the secret that they know. If you pass a tree one day when its leaves are rustling just listen and you will hear the secrets it has been told of love affairs illicit that no one should know because trees are blabbermouths. They shout their words across the breeze so everyone can hear. If you have a secret and want it to keep it that, make sure the trees don’t hear or that secret won’t be a secret because the trees are blabbermouths. 14 March 2011