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A sentinel that once stood strong

Through the seasons it went along

In spring the green buds would appear

Toppled in a windstorm, so wrong

Signaling Spring’s finally here

Birds in her branches singing clear

Summer did come and he gave shade

A leafy green bower brought cheer

I watched a constant bird parade

In our side yard for a decade

Autumn would come with different hues

Under it’s branches my son played

As soon my tree it’s leaves would loose

The leaves we’d pluck to pick and chose

It was of deciduous caste

A time of wonder would amuse

In winter time a stark contrast

The snow and frost branches amass

I wish it’s life I could prolong

Withstanding all our arctic blast