By Estelle Cortes
I see you all almost everyday,
When I traverse along the road,
You waved to me
And whispered in the wind,
You gave me shade
During hot summertime,
And cooled my face
When it's too hot to run.
Then you fell down,
One by one.
The majestic Tree friends
I've known.
My heart bleed,
A part of my Soul died.
In my mind are words
"My Tree Friends are gone."
Goodbye dear friends,
I will miss your comforting shade
And the whispers of your leaves.
Mere words are not enough,
To honor you All,
Who, even in death continues to help.
~Estelle~
October 17, 2019
