The Tree

old tree best

Up on the hilltop standing all alone

is the poor old tree well overgrown

Where the birds wont nest and the children wont play

The tree has just made it through another day.

Watching the beautiful sun go down

Watching the lights way off in the town

The tree whispers a song of sorrow

as it waits and waits until tomorrow.

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