THE CITY OF TREES
In my city, filled with trees,
I prefer the tree branches bare,
So that instead of lonely green,
I am greeted by blue, yellow and red houses set against the mountain’s snow covered glare.
THE CITY OF TREES
In my city, filled with trees,
I prefer the tree branches bare,
So that instead of lonely green,
I am greeted by blue, yellow and red houses set against the mountain’s snow covered glare.