The new trees

The weather girl said it was freak conditions                                                                                  
That brought the seeds here from so far away                                                                               
To land quietly and unannounced                                                                                                 
In the large native forest that day                                                                                                    
Slowly the seeds grew into tall strong trees                                                      
Slightly different from those already there                                                                                     
The native trees began to grumble                                                                                      
That there wasn’t enough soil, it was all so unfair
So the old trees formed a new party                                                                                           
Asked the forester to chop the new trees down                                                                            
The forester wondered just what he should do                                                                            
As he gazed at the forest with a  frown                                                                                         
Just as he was about to bring his axe down                                                                                    
He decided that there was enough space                                                                                     
Between the new trees that had just grown there                                                                       
And those of the old native race
Then came the rains lashing down on the forest                                                                    
For saturating day after day                                                                                                                
And it was the new trees roots that bound the soil together                                                       
So stopping them from being washed away                                                                                 
Slowly the native trees began to hush                                                                                            
No longer stirring restlessly in the breeze                                                                                   
Some of them even began to appreciate                                                                                          
The contribution of the new trees