English poem
Who Loves The Trees Best?
by W. K. Tate
Who loves the trees best? "I," said the Spring; "Their leaves so beautiful To them I bring."
Who loves the trees best? "I," Summer said; "I give them blossoms, White, yellow, red."
Who loves the trees best? "I," said the Fall; "I give luscious fruits, Bright tints to all."
Who loves the trees best? "I love them best," Harsh Winter answered; "I give them rest."
--ALICE MAY DOUGLAS.