Last Prayers and Forgotten Memories

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.