Tree of Ages

The tree of ages There had been a storm, not a squall making it difficult to walk from the supermarket to your car leaving you with tussled hair and breathless, no this was the real thing and the holm oak crashed to the ground roots and all blocking the road. It was an old tree had lost weight, and bark slung around it like a poorly fitted mechanic`s overall, so it had to happen it was what ensued after the fall, and it had to be moved still alive they cut it in half and pushed it aside with a fork lift truck no ceremony here no kind words, the tree was blocking the traffic; not a word of regret, you see, hadn`t it been for the storm the tree was well enough to stand by the entrance to the lane for 100 years to come.