Trees
The yew and the oak were talking today
How many years have they stood this way
They have seen it all they went on to say
No kids climb us anymore when they play
The ash and the willow were crying today
No leaves on their branches on display
On the ground is where they started to lay
Felt to them they were starting to decay
The cedar and palm were happy today
Not taken down so that made them okay
Maybe it's delaying the inevitable anyway
Happens all the time here and faraway
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