Trees are one of our most precious renewable natural resources. Not so coincidentally, a couple days after writing this rhyme, I received a solicitation from American Forests, and on the front of the envelope is this:
The colors of autumn are a gift we can’t waste. Help Protect Our Forests!
(I could not agree more and will post more info about this organization in a few days.)
As autumn leaves fall softly to the ground…
Slightly burnished, making not one sound.
I celebrate this colorful season,
And Mother Earth for every good reason.
But I need to address all my fears,
So this lovely season never disappears!
Keep planting trees to save the earth,
A lofty effort with priceless worth.