Sonnet 88: Trees

There is never a sight more beautiful Or so amazing than that of a tree, In summer with branches and leaves so full With gently swaying boughs for all to see. Sure footed roots set so deep in the earth Where wriggly worms and microbes do dwell To branches where robins nest and give birth, Oh how these trees have some stories to tell. In spring comes gentle rain over the ground And summer’s heat offers shade from the sun Autumn leaves see such beauty to be found And deep winter’s snow can be so much fun. Trees are the earth’s lungs, not to be destroyed They’re to be gazed in wonder and enjoyed.