Tree stumps
By Owen C
Published 12 April 2022
Lying there lifeless, lonely and abandoned.
Remembering when it was a tall, bright and happy tree.
Always dancing in the breeze and showered in sunlight.
The pure dark, grey sky
Now glared down on nothing
This has been the same for fifteen years
Abandoned, lifeless and lonely.
As the breeze picked up it died down almost immediately
If only the guys in the orange vests never came.
The pain, the sadness the stumps felt
Nothing will ever be the same.
Abandoned, lifeless and lonely
The stumps felt.
Will things be happy again?