Snow-wood

You do your job day and night

a job that never stops

providing us with oxygen

but we kill because our hearts have turned to rocks

This is our Snow-wood

it's something to be proud of

mint and lime coloured leaves dangle in the wind

we love our Snow-wood, a love that will never end

this is our Snow-wood

it's something to be proud of

a majestic ochre-coloured trunk stands tall in all seasons

bees and butterflies are proud of this tree

so everybody, why aren't we?

this is our Snow-wood

it's something to be proud of

crisp air air fills the serene home of our Snow-wood

rich roots stick up out of the ground

then they dive back in like dolphins

this is our Snow-wood.