City Trees

Edna St.Vincent Millay

The trees along this city street, 

  Save for the traffic and the trains, 

Would make a sound as thin and sweet 

  As trees in country lanes.


And people standing in their shade 

  Out of a shower, undoubtedly 

Would hear such music as is made 

  Upon a country tree.


Oh, little leaves that are so dumb 

  Against the shrieking city air, 

I watch you when the wind has come,-- 

  I know what sound is there.