Beneath the canopy of ancient green,
Whispers of stories long unseen,
They stand tall through fleeting years,
Sheltering secrets, shedding tears.
Their roots dig deep into the past,
Witnessing ages as shadows cast,
Leaves rustle with a gentle plea,
“Remember us” they sing to thee.
In the dance of the wind they sway,
A silent song in light of day,
Branches reach for skies so high,
Painting dreams against the sky.
Oh, whispering trees of timeless tales,
Your strength and grace never pales,
In your embrace, we find our peace,
A bond with nature, our souls release.