Never Let One Get You Down

by

The tree reaches up far and away...
With a trunk so sturdy no sign of decay,

Branches tipping into the sky....

Way up there on a moonlit high,

A loggerman's saw takes him down to the ground....
With flying dust and a crashing sound,

The tree's where he started, but coming back quick....
For his roots and his trunk are heavy andd thick,

A sprig on the trunk looks up at the moon....
And says to his friend, I'll be coming back soon!

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Debenture
by: Mark Webster
from: Paderborn, NRW, Germany

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