Tree's Life

The wind's breeze rustles my leaves, 

Birds grip to my branches,

My roots spread out,

I sway from side to side.

Then I hear the sound of cars.

Bang! I see my friend fall.

Slowly my friends and family get cut down,

The air is full of the smell of fuel.

I am alone,

I have lost my friends and family,

It's silent,

Years pass, I'm still alone.

In the distance I see green.

Slowly more green pops up,

Saplings become trees,

New friends, new people.

The birds are back,

The breeze is back,

I'm happy,

I'm a tree.