The way it was a long ago

It was beautiful and grand 

So many of my friends were here 

But the humans, if only I had tears to cry over what they had done

But I have to say what they did

While I was sitting in their garden

They were using materials from my friends 

They called it paper, firewood, and Christmas trees

Pollution is one other thing they partake in

How could they pay the money from us

To capitalize on things that should be free

If eco-friendly cars were free

Even for just a while, maybe

Maybe they would use cars, which change us 

But for now 

For now, I can only hope that my parents

And as my cousins are chopped down

And for some of them to just be used as decorations 

Hopefully, something will change

Before I’m the next one in your wallet 

or the next one in your house