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There I stood, now here I lay, 
fallen and dying for new life to 
be made.
I used to stand so proud and 
tall, 
But then I withered in a closing 
fall. 
No one knows now where I lie, 
I see the sea and the warm 
bright sky. 
My last prayer is for you, 
Grow tall and mighty, proud 
and true.

I now remember days of pain,
Torrential storms with pounding 
rain.
I would watch the tears fade 
awhile,
As sunshine cradled it with a 
smile. 
I remember buzzing, like a 
bee, 
And down went a few 
surrounding trees.
I was alone when the sound 
passed on, 
It grew din and silent, the 
others long gone. 
Just as I began to feel lonely,
A bird came and sang to me. 
It was mournful at first, but as 
it grew
It became happy and cheerful, 
and I joined in too.
With creaks and groans I added 
on to the song,
Ad we played the tune for a 
time quite long.
As more trees left I saw a 
beautiful sight,
A cobalt blue lake with flecks of 
white.
As a duck lay sleeping in her 
nest,
I saw her young protected 
beneath her chest.
With every darkness there 
came a light, 
Whether a bird, a song, or a 
peaceful sight. 
So know that I tell you and I 
pray, 
Appreciate the dark and light of 
day.

As light fades away and my 
fingers curl, 
I remember the day I entered 
this world.
The others tilted and leaned as 
I laid in the sun, 
Feeling the warmth till the day 
was done.
I had finally bursted from my 
constricting shell,
A new forest member that had 
fared well.
As the years rolled on I grew 
tall and strong,
And gained knowledge of the 
land to which I belonged. 
I knew every corner, hill and 
hole, 
And as it changed, more 
information I stole.
Now on the ground, I see only 
surrounding grass, 
So now I lay remembering the 
past.
My last moment is here now, 
you must finally see,
My beautiful children, 
remember, you are a tree.
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