Question

poem Tree by Teena moriis​

Answer 1

Explanation:

Tree

By Tina Morris.

They did not tell us

What it would be like

Without trees.

Nobody imagined

That the whispering of leaves

Would grow silent

Or the vibrant jade of spring

Pale to grey death.

And now we pile

Rubbish on rubbish

In the dusty landscape

Struggling to create a tree.

But though the shape is right

And the nailed branches

Lean upon the wind

And plastic leaves

Lend colour to the twigs.

We wait in vain

For the slow unfurling of buds.

And no amount of loving

Can stir our weary tree

To singing.

Answer 2

i don't known the answer sorry