Taking Down Trees
Between two houses on my street,
There is a plot of land
Where many trees have towered,
Just as Nature must have planned.
But ribbons tied around the trunks
Appeared out of the blue
And now today, what showed up
Was an excavating crew.
The chain saws bit into the bark
With their annoying sound,
Then a backhoe pushed and boom!
The trees went crashing to the ground.
How sad to see these trees destroyed;
It can’t be helped, albeit
When land was cleared to build my house,
I’m glad I didn’t see it.
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