The Iron Willed Elm

Mourning the holes in my canopy Three Catalpa now The Maple next door My own Cedars And the Pine that brought the Crossbills But then there's the little Elm on my block It's spine entwined with the iron fence The house burnt down last year The big old Maple brought down I was warmed to see the little Elm survived His burnt bits delicately removed I think the arborist felt so too