Just An Old Tree

On Nature and life scientists may disagree But On our attitude to Nature our true selves we should see Can you not see the beauty and value in a fully grown tree That has lived in the Parkland for a century In the cool of the morning in the greeness of Spring On it's higher branches the blackbird does sing An arboreal monarch of the higher ground The oldest and tallest tree for miles around Yet some people say that it should be cut down That old trees lose their branches and are a danger to walkers in the park of the town But in gale force winds people ought to realize That to stay clear of such trees is quite prudent and wise And to some sad to say it is just an old tree The beauty in Nature they just cannot see.