The day the tulip tree died

The day the tulip tree died
I heard no sound
I looked and it was down
It kindly avoided with its 90 feet
Taking down anything I’d put up
Another day will hold the work of clearing
For this day a silent kind of mourning

:- Doug.

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Elder Caring Lawyer
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