The trees' lament
The tree sheds tears when
It's leaves are shed in the glen
It feels a piece of it is ripped apart
When the fruits rot and fall from it like a dart
It feels pained when the beautiful flowers wilt
But it feels pushed to the hilt
When mankind , to who it has given its heart and soul
Cuts its bark down whole
Such; is the tree's tenderness
Which we need in our own feelings to address
The finer qualities of life
Which will carry us through every strife
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