There once was an old tree
Who lived his life in glee
He gulped water every day
“Listen to me”, he would say.

We yield flowers and fruits.
Medicines, wood and food.
We check atmospheric pollution
We are the ecological solution.

We allow birds to make nest
We allow bees to make hive
We stay at one place
And shower love and grace.

Grow more of us
As we have life
We shelter wayfarers
For we are wise.

To one and all
we give advice
Mother Nature
Is our treasure
So BE NICE.

Abhishek Kapoor,

4th Grade, Somerset Drive Public School, Brampton(Canada).