The Circle of Life

The Circle of Life

It shed its leaves this Autumn
Lightening the load one last time
Weary now from carrying the weight
 
Limbs already beginning to die
The old tree was ailing
It already knew its fate
 
The seasons had come and gone
Many a creature had
Inhabited its boughs
 
Nests of squirrels and birds
A fox’s den at the base
Its leaves shading the cows
 
This tree had wrapped its branches
Around heartache and happiness
Providing comfort to those in need
 
Placating the broken hearted
And sheltering some from the rain
It was one hundred nights of hero, indeed
 
Soon the tree was pulled down
And the birds lamented over its dead body
New homes now to be found
 
A loss taking years to replace
A death not easily forgotten
As the old tree gives back to the ground
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Prompts:

Wrap  - Stream of Consciousness
Placate - WotD
Autumn  RDP
One Hundred Nights of Hero - Christine's Daily Writing Prompt
Go Dog Go Cafe
The tree was pulled down and the birds lamented
over its dead body - MLMM's Saturday Mix
Unique Personality - to include this sentence




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