Tree I was
That shed its leaves
In winter to let
Sunshine enter
Your home
To brighten life.
Tree I was
That grew leaves
To provide shade
In hot summer
To cool your home
Providing comfort.
Tree I was
Where birds made
Nests and lived
And you said
How lively it is
This lovely tree.
Yet you forgot all
And didn't hesitate
To cut me and slice
For the timber needed
To build your
Vacation home.
Tree I was
That lived a while
Tree I was
Tree no more.
Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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