Life Giver


From spring to summer
You watch me grow,
But from fall to winter
You watch me rot to the core of bitter heart,
Why?
I cry dying leaves,
Yet you simply walk by
When all I do is continue to cry,
At the worst times I was always there standing tall by your side,
And now that it's my time you show no emotion,
We had a good life
But every timber comes to its fall,
This is the end,
But I hope you see
The fire that keeps you warm,
Is the special gift sent from me.

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