It was such a lovely thing to see, that tree!
It created so much shade for Bob and me.
What's left behind with me is mostly bones and leaves,
And emptiness where it once stood above my eaves.
(Do not malign the people who took down the big sycamore tree, or me the owner of the property. The tree in recent years became the victim of a borer. Nestled close against my home, it had no safe place to fall if it had come down in a storm).
