Poem On Trees

Trees are our try and best friends, don't drive on them bulldozer and crane.

They give us different kind of food, and we cut the poor trees only for wood?

They protect us from the sun and rays, and we destroy their lives in different ways,

They give us shelter and shadow, and we cut them for door and window.

They protect us from the sun, and we cut them only for certain reasons?

Trees are god's gift, please care, they are getting rare and rare