gone

We lost a tree in a storm ages ago.

A pretty big tree, at that.

The guys thought it'd be really fun

and manly

to chop at it with an axe.

I was okay with that;

I'm all for exercise.

But the novelty wore off

and the tree sat.

Every day

when I'd look out at the pond,

(And I do look out at the pond every single day.

I'm like an old person; it's part of my opening the blinds routine)

there it would be,

dead

brown

and ugly.

But not anymore!

Thanks, guys!!