Just An Old Tree

On Nature and life scientists may disagree
But On our attitude to Nature our true selves we should see
Can you not see the beauty and value in a fully grown tree
That has lived in the Parkland for a century
In the cool of the morning in the greeness of Spring
On it's higher branches the blackbird does sing
An arboreal monarch of the higher ground
The oldest and tallest tree for miles around
Yet some people say that it should be cut down
That old trees lose their branches and are a danger to walkers in the park of the town
But in gale force winds people ought to realize
That to stay clear of such trees is quite prudent and wise
And to some sad to say it is just an old tree
The beauty in Nature they just cannot see.