Cut Down

Written about a tree I saw cut down at a campsite.

Down you lie upon the ground

cut  by man so ruthlessly.

You stood once proud and tall

but dead you are today.

Moss covers your mighty trunk

as you decay away.

You're turning back to your

beginnings slowly.

One day you shall be that

sturdy tree again.

Why you had to fall I do

not know.

For what you fell served mans

purpose I would assume.

But the sadness for your loss

I do feel.

Such waste however for you to

rot.

You will again feel the sun upon your

leaves,

And feel the chill of fall and dropping

your coat.

 

Reviews

[Dillon Cotter]

i like nature and the beauty of the outdoors and scenery. this is great with detail and feeling. it gives a wonderful nature and life experience.

-will

[Noah]

Nice! It's so full of emotion yet so very true. Great write.