They’ll be here tomorrow just like they were today,
Silently they stand as we go about our way,
We see them when we drive,
We see them when we walk,
What would they say if only they could talk?

To people around the world, our history remains unclear,
But trees have been around for thousands of years,
They’ve seen it all,
They know the truth,
If only they could show some small amount of proof.

Inside they scream for their voices to be heard,
Taking them for granted, we never hear a word,
With this in mind, I made a choice,
To give the trees a rightful voice,
To make you think, and to show,
All the secrets the trees must know.

Millions of years ago, they fed the dinosaurs,
And witnessed themselves, their final thunderous roars,
They panicked, but remained still, as they saw the large flame,
And thought to themselves, “Man, what a shame!”

Then came a cold unlike they’ve ever seen,
It was almost impossible to keep their leaves green,
Strange creatures came like the mammoth, large and hairy,
And the saber tooth tigers, rather fierce and scary,
Little they knew about the cavemen they’d inspire,
Who took their branches and created fire,
But they, too, left which was awkward and strange,
Once more the world began to change.

They marveled at the Pharaohs, who ruled for a while,
And shaded the crocodiles swimming along the Nile,
They observed the fury and struggles of the Greeks,
Who surrendered to the Romans for they were too weak

As they were made into lumber they wept and cried,
Because they held their creator as He was crucified,
They gawked at the Cathedrals of the Medieval Age,
Their leaves trembled in terror during the Bubonic Plague,
The horrors in France they’ll never forget,
For they saw the beheading of Marie Antoinette,
Swiftly it fell into a woven basket,
Before finally being placed inside her casket.

They felt the wrath of the powerful English King,
And watched the Pilgrims sail away to see what “the new world” could bring,
They sympathized for all the challenges the new comers had to withstand,
Until they had a peaceful feast with the Native Americans.

They shielded frightened soldiers during the American Revolution,
And peered in the windows to see the signing of the Constitution,
They provided a haven for abolitionists, determined and brave,
Whose number one priority was to free all the slaves.

Then came a tragic event unlike they’ve ever seen before,
The brutal, bloody, battles of the American Civil War,
Their trunks and leaves were stained with red,
Thousands of men were wounded or dead.

After that, the nation had begun to settle down,
As a new century was making its way around,
New inventions were created and cities started to surround,
Causing more and more trees to be cut down.

All hope seemed to fade until the 1960’s,
When a lot of people became tree huggers or hippies,
An agency was established to help save the day,
It was none other than the EPA.

Now-a-days they watch as gas prices are storming,
And we try to save our economy and fight global warming,
They offer food and shelter to raccoons, squirrels, and birds,
They also provide shade to animals in large herds,
They sit outside our windows giving privacy and peace,
And play gentle melodies as their leaves blow in the breeze,
They lose their leaves in the fall as the cold rolls in,
But later in the spring, they grow them back again.

So now you realize trees are more than just living things,
They’re silent historians who wait to see just what the future brings,
So for once take a second, an hour, or a day,
And ask yourself, “If trees could talk, I wonder what they’d say?”