Edna St. Vincent Millay — City Trees

The trees along this city street,        &nbsp Save for the traffic and the trains, Would make a sound as thin and sweet        &nbsp As trees in country lanes. And people standing in their shade        &nbsp Out of a shower, undoubtedly Would hear such music as is made        &nbsp Upon a country tree. Oh, little leaves that are so dumb        &nbsp Against the shrieking city air, I watch you when the wind has come,—        &nbsp I know what sound is there.