Mummy, Mummy,

If I were a Tree,

What Tree would I be?

Mummy, Mummy,

If I were a Tree,

What Tree would I be?

 

Would I be a Willow Tree?

When the wind tickles me

Dancing in the moonlight

I delight

To spin my long lanky leafy arms

Designing good luck charms

In the midnight

Air

Without a care.

 

Would I be an Oak Tree?

Strong and silent as the sea

Nothing ever scares me.

I am as old

As any tale told.

My roots reach round the world

While my branches unfurled

Reach so high

They touch the sky.

 

Would I be a Cedar tree?

Evergreen:

I’m always green.

Summertime, Wintertime,

Anytime.

I’m green, green, green.

My wood

Smells so good.

So fresh and full of life,

So full of wonder.

Would I be a Cedar tree?

Evergreen:

I’m always green.

Summertime, Wintertime,

Anytime.

I’m green, green, green.

 

Would I be a Baobab tree?

What a fright I would be!

Can you imagine that?

With my head in that

desert

dirt

and my bare

bottom in the air?

Roots like a skirt

Flirt

In the African sky.

Oh me, oh my!

Would I be a Baobab tree?

What a fright I would be!

 

If I were a tree, Mummy,

What tree would I be?

 

My bonny child

So weird and wild

You would be a new tree

For all to see.

A tree so free

And Wild

My child.

You would be the Best Tree

That ever there be.

 

(Temporary rough and ready illustration: sun is shinning on Mount Baker…  want to paint it before it changes)

Kate Gillie
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