The poem describes trees and their kindness. Trees provide shade for cows, gather birds in their branches, give fruit and leaves to humans, and their wood is used to build houses. Trees are the first to greet the morning sun and the last to hold onto the evening light. At night when the moon is in the sky, trees hum a lullaby about sleepy children long ago. Throughout the poem, trees are portrayed as peaceful and beneficial.

1. Trees by Harry Behn
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 their bows.
They give us fruit in leaves above,
And wood to make our houses of,
And leaves to burn on Halloween
And in the Spring new buds of green.
They are first when day's begun
To tough the beams of morning sun,
They are the 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.
From: http://www.dltk-kids.com/crafts/arborday/trees_poem.htm
DLTK's Crafts for Kids: Earth Poems
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2. ★ Please visualize the picture of each paragraph of the poem Trees.
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 their bows.
They give us fruit in leaves above,
And wood to make our houses of,
And leaves to burn on Halloween
And in the Spring new buds of green.
They are first when day's begun
To tough the beams of morning sun,
They are the 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.
Class:_____ No:____
Name:_________