Snow Wood

You do your job day and night,
a job that never stops,
providing us with oxygen.
Yet, we kill you 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 never ends.
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 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.