Watchers of the woods, fair maidens of aether.
Forming rings of history for centuries
Giving all of Gaia’s creatures
Shelter from the storms
Spreading cones in the north
Cycling colours in temperate climes
And Equatorial with green tresses always
In the wild standing many
But still in the cities strong
See your dependents well.
Also, Woot a gorgeous t-shirt today. You should buy one.