You don't know our trees.
You can't know our trees.
The trees that we know have taken so long,
To live through our seasons, to grow tall and strong.
They're love and they're treasured, we watched as they grew,
We knew they were special - the prairie has few.
If you're not from the prairie,
You don't know our trees.
"If you're not from the prairie,"
David Bouchard
