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My Final Day

I thought to myself, “I will never forget this day.” 

I was sitting there peacefully, watching the children play.

Those people, they must have noticed my zest, 

for it seemed they had needed to put it to rest.

They decided to steal away my branches first, 

then soon took a break to satisfy their thirst.

But what had I done?

They were being so disdainful.

It was no fun, 

and severely painful. 

Leaving me alone, paralyzed by fear, 

they decided to go and polish their gear.

Upon their return, I stood not a chance,

it was if I was unarmed and they had a lance.

I trembled and shook,

as I gave one last look

at the beautiful sight to see

that constantly surrounded me.

I wished that the children who always used to come and sit under my shade

could come to my aid...