AS LONELY AS IT STANDS
AWAITING THE THUNDERSTORM STRIKE
LIKE SLAPS FROM HEAVY HANDS
A TERROR ON ITS SOUL
CAUSING PAIN ALIKE
NO HOPE FOR A LATER SEASON
NO MINDFUL COMPANION FROM A PERSON
ALL BUT HEARTFELT GRIEVE FOR A REASON
NEVER TO TEACH GENERATIONAL LESSONS
ITS MIGHTY FALL IT AWAITS
LIKE ITS COLLEAGUES DREADFUL FALL
LEAVING ITS TINY LITTLE PORTRAIT
ON THE MIGHTY TREE SO TALL
ALWAYS ACCLAIMING AT THE TOP OF ITS VOICE
“HOW DREADFUL YOU ARE GREAT WIND!
COME TAKE ME AND STOP THE NOISE
AND GRANT PEACE TO MY MIND”
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