Drought and age have left a stump, a bump where once stood a majestic tree
Pests in dry nests have swallowed its strength a fraction of what it used to be
Splinters of decay lay on display a monument to a faded king of the past
In a modern world plastic cement unfurled false images a vent not made to last
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good write my friend, the old and the new
Thank you Norman for the read and comment it means a lot
most welcome
Tree's being so important to our planet. As a metaphor of Man works incredibly well too, Beautifully done dear sorrenbarret, Tree's and humans aren't all that different in the end. 🌹
Thank you my good friend you are right all living things have at least that in common and maybe a lot more. Your words are most appreciated.
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