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Dear Old Friend

Whether it was because of a disease
Whether it was because of a violent action
Whether it was accidental
It does not matter

The surgeon first began
By cutting off your right arm
Later came back for the other limbs
But you could not be saved
Emotions ran high

Then the decision was made 
To end your life

I got to you too late
I learned about you being 
Taken away from me
After I took a walk
And came upon yellow caution tape

I wondered what
Was going on
I looked at the others
Trees and was afraid
That maybe one of them
Had fallen because of 
A recent thunderstorm

So when I walked across
The other side of the meadow
There I saw you
Lying in a million pieces
Almost like the sacred crow
From the Wizard of OZ

My heart was broken
I fell apart
Laid myself beside you

The powerful
And reassuring
Double trunks that helped
You to reach high above
The landscape
Were flat on the ground

It was the first time
That I touched your crown

It was the first time
That I offered you 
Comfort through prayers

But there is no one
To blame
Because many had
Cried when heard
That news and we know
It would not be too long before
Something had to be done for you
The tree surgeon
Made the right decision

But still
As large as you were
Your love was even larger

And if there is a heaven
For trees

I will surely 
Look for you there

So I will go quietly
And dear old friend
Thank you for the many years

May the soil
That you once drew your life from
Receive your remains
Rest in peace

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