goodbye, tree!

Good-bye, tree

you were never meant to be planted,

danuta said your seeds were stolen in,

but grow and shade us you did.

and lately, tree, you've been a bit ill;

you lost one of your branches,

and borers, working at their own will.

now a lopper has been called by me,

and no longer will we see,

the view though your leaves.

good-bye, tree.

Deenie