The Tree
the same tree sits on that mountain
looking down on its city
it hasn't always been lonely
there used to be others beside him
but they collapsed after a few hundred years
and the soil around the lonely tree isnt able to grow more
sap apears down the bark like tears
branches blowing in the wind wip his sides
children are too scaired to visit the giant tree
there are stories of a killer hiding under its beauty
the days pass and he stays the same
autumn comes and his leaves turn orange
winter brings him snow that freezes him up
eventually comes spring and the snow goes and he is released
in spring he becomes clean and green
then the dreaded summer
the time that was announced he is cut
the tree stumbles to the ground then plumetts down the mountain
cayos is his end
a very good life to spend
looking down on its city
it hasn't always been lonely
there used to be others beside him
but they collapsed after a few hundred years
and the soil around the lonely tree isnt able to grow more
sap apears down the bark like tears
branches blowing in the wind wip his sides
children are too scaired to visit the giant tree
there are stories of a killer hiding under its beauty
the days pass and he stays the same
autumn comes and his leaves turn orange
winter brings him snow that freezes him up
eventually comes spring and the snow goes and he is released
in spring he becomes clean and green
then the dreaded summer
the time that was announced he is cut
the tree stumbles to the ground then plumetts down the mountain
cayos is his end
a very good life to spend