Another year,
Another life,
The trees grow old,
As another sapling is planted,
Awaiting its final destination.

Another year,
Another life,
They hold the Earth’s beauty in their hands,
And they hold tight
To make sure that this Earth can again become what it once was.

Another year,
Another life,
They will wait,
Standing proud and tall,
Hoping that you will listen to their message someday.

But when that message is lost,
Hope is lost,
The hope in humanity,
The hope in life,
And the hope in love

When that message is lost,
Destruction will take over,
And mother nature’s beauty will no longer stand,
But will hide in the corner
Still waiting
For you
To
Listen.