A Home For Trees

Trees come from black forests in Denmark In small pink boxes with holes for breathing They come on swift sails in tiny boats Deciduous in nature, they cross the ocean Invade foreign lands for a chance to grow Baby trees of the genus Feminine are fresh Friends and family call them plantets Categorized in the order of Greenery Without shedding a tear they shed leaves Vegetation is all they know Walking is a struggle for reasons unknown Learning comes slow for plants Rooted in the ground, hiding from strangers Bumble bees and birds mock all tree species It becomes harder to see the forests go Denmark is a place called home A starting point before conquering Earth