Flowers bloom and trees will grow over time
The stars will fade and lose their shine
Waves rise up to meet the sky
All these creatures they live and die
On this planet we call our own
Every soul comes forward to claim a home
Seasons pass and man makes things alter
But never do we see nature falter
As many years pass by it seems to me
We are all connected to what is, was and will be
So please don't destroy that old gum tree
Leave it for the grand-children to see
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