Poetry and Writing

One there was a tree

Once a tree

You were once a tree
A mighty tree
With many green leaves
Always there for shade and support

But as the years go by
Each leaf flys away

One or two is fine
It make no differences

But when 10 or 20 flys with the wind
That when you worried

Sure you can make more
And make it stronger
But they're still in your mind

The ones that left you
There are still in your mind

But now you only have 3 leafs left
You held them close and tight

Sooner or later they will leave too
And you'll be nothing but a bare tree with no shade or no support