Grace Gardiner - Whispering Trees

Lying in the breeze, just listening to the trees whispering to me
“Don’t tell anyone” they would plea
“Don’t tell anyone the truths about what we’ve said”.

They all stand there so innocent in the ground
You’d never think a tree would make even a little sound

But I can hear them whispering to me
Telling me I’m not wrong
People disbelieve when I say I talk to trees
They just laugh and think I need some sleep
No one thinks they’re alive
I know they are, you just have to look deep inside

I’ll go to visit my trees after school
Ramble on about all the stuff I have to do
But they don’t mind
After all, trees are so very kind

They like to be touched by the softest hands
Gliding over their bark
They love it when the moon and stars come out
Hiding away in the dark

They told me they like it when the summer comes
And warms up the soil
When their leaves turn bright green
Unlike the frozen winter sod.. Ugh,
It makes them coil

They told me I’m different to everyone else
They told me I understand
They told me to always believe in the impossible
They told me to never look back

When I have to say goodbye
I can feel a tear at the corner of my eye
I’ll give them a hug one by one
Tell them I’ll be back tomorrow
Maybe I’ll ask a friend to come

Oh how I love my trees,
I love my trees that whisper to me.

Grace Gardiner

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