The Stump

 

The Stump by Amelia Ott

I used to be so tall.

Now I am quite small.

Birds used to land atop my head.

Now all my leaves are gone and dead.

Critters used to call me home,

But now I am all alone.

There are no green things to be found.

I now lay huddled, close to the ground.

I used to host a hive of bees,

Along with many other trees.

Now all the bees have moved away;

To find another tree to stay.

I used to dance along with the wind,

I used to gracefully bow and bend.

Now I just sit here all day long,

Without my leaves' rustling song.

So I'll remember the days that used to be,

When I was a tall and mighty tree.

-Amelia