Here is a beautiful little poem written in 1998 by a little boy with MD named Mattie Stepanek when he was about 4 or 5. Mattie lived from 1991-2004. He was a NY Times bestselling author a really amazing human being. You will see his stuff here from time to time. The world needs more Mattie.

When the trees sing,

It doesn't really matter

If you know the song,

Or if you know the words,

Or even if you know the tune.

What really matters is knowing

That the trees are singing at all.