Trees are the Kindest Things I Know



Today’s session is about a beautiful poem titled ‘Trees are the kindest things I know. We will first read the entire poem.Trees are the kindest things I know They do not harm, they simply grow.And spread a shade for sleepy cows,And gather birds among their boughs.They give us fruit, in leaves above,And wood to make our houses of,And leaves to burn on Hallowe’en,And in the spring new buds of green.They are the first when day’s begun To touch 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.The poet ‘Harry Behn’ has wonderfully described all the qualities of a tree in his poem. He keeps on praising the tree by saying it to be the kindest thing he had ever seen on the earth. According to him trees never harm anyone but they only keep on growing to benefit others.