Tree malady

  I had a tree,
  in my backyard

It began as a tiny seed.

I watched it grow

  into a small bush

  then into a good sized tree.


  But it kept on growing.

  It became a big tree.

  I was in the shadows

  The branches were now over the fence

  into other yards.

  It was the biggest tree
  in my yard

  It was the biggest thing
   in my yard.





  I cut it down.




  Now I wished I hadn't.



  (I miss the big old tree.)
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