Wrap your branches around me and hold me in tight
Cocoon me and don't let me fall
Whisper the windsong to me through your leaves
As you tower above me so tall
Let sun smile down warmly to dance on my face
Pointing upwards through leaves at the sky
Feel my eyes gently close as I lay back my head
And my breathing becomes just a sigh
So safe now you're solid just there at my back
With your branches supporting my arms
Succoured and held by your weatherworn trunk
There's no need for worries or qualms
But now they have taken my proud, sturdy tree
Cruelly chopped down in it's prime
My strong staunch support has been carted away
Without even committing a crime
Just how could they do such a terrible thing
And nobody ever asked me
So the haven I visit will not be the same
Now they've taken my beautiful tree.
Pat Dent
Defender Poetess
Norwich 02/07...