Trees are the Kindest Things I Know

                              [Poem]
                    Trees are the Kindest Things I know

Trees are the kindest things I know,
They do no harm, they simply grow
And spread a shade for sleepy cows,
And gather birds among the boughs.

                They are the first when day's begun
                To touch the beams of morning sun,
                They are last to hold the light
                When evening changes into night.

And when a moon floats on the sky
They hum a drowsy lullaby
Of sleepy children long ago
Trees are the kindest things I know.
                                               -Harry Behn
*To be memorised