The Heart of the Trees

I walked in the forest with a happy thought.
I looked at the trees with the emerald leaves.
I listened to the chainsaws chop more and more trees.
I felt a tear drip down my face.
I said to myself it's a painful case.
I sat under shade with a tree protecting me,
then again I heard the terrible sound of the chainsaw cutting down more and more trees.
Then the day arrives when I have to say goodbye.
I watch as all trees die, I cry again with no one
to protect my sad life.