There was a tree,
It stood all alone.
But it remembered a time from long, long ago.
When the lonely tree wasn't alone.
He had brothers and sisters,
Of Albany and Birch,
He also had cousins that were of Great Green Oak.
The family of trees,
Looked like soldiers in green.
They would stand side by side,
Protecting the scene.
The forest below,
Such a beautiful sight.
But one day,
When the sun came out to rise.
Over the mountain but behind the stream
The trees heard a sound,
That broke them deep beneath
The trees waved in the wind,
Wailing they’re helpless cries.
But not one soul could hear their screams at that time.
They tried to scatter,
And hideaway.
But they can’t,
For they are a tree.
So they stood up straight,
For they knew what was to come.
Their fate was soon now.
They could feel it come.
The sun went down and hid behind the clouds.
The clouds began to cry,
And hid their eyes.
The wind took off,
Around and around the trees.
So the wind was wailing,
The sun was at hiding.
And the rain was pouring.
And the trees?
The trees looked down at the dead stumps below.
And one by one,
They fell with a thump.
Tho trees were wood,
But one might say
It stood all alone.
But it remembered a time from long, long ago.
When the lonely tree wasn't alone.
He had brothers and sisters,
Of Albany and Birch,
He also had cousins that were of Great Green Oak.
The family of trees,
Looked like soldiers in green.
They would stand side by side,
Protecting the scene.
The forest below,
Such a beautiful sight.
But one day,
When the sun came out to rise.
Over the mountain but behind the stream
The trees heard a sound,
That broke them deep beneath
The trees waved in the wind,
Wailing they’re helpless cries.
But not one soul could hear their screams at that time.
They tried to scatter,
And hideaway.
But they can’t,
For they are a tree.
So they stood up straight,
For they knew what was to come.
Their fate was soon now.
They could feel it come.
The sun went down and hid behind the clouds.
The clouds began to cry,
And hid their eyes.
The wind took off,
Around and around the trees.
So the wind was wailing,
The sun was at hiding.
And the rain was pouring.
And the trees?
The trees looked down at the dead stumps below.
And one by one,
They fell with a thump.
Tho trees were wood,
But one might say
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