Thoughts of a Tree

Thoughts of a Tree

I remember when we were young
you would climb to my top
later you built a tree house in me.
Those were the days my friend
your friends and you discussing girls
whilst in the tree house made me smile,
but then you grew up and left me alone.
Yesterday I was so glad to see you again,
you walked round and round me muttering,
but this morning I was shocked to see
workmen arriving with chainsaws and axes.
My friend…
what did I do wrong?

© Gois

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