Where the road forked in two

There stood a tree,

Pretty huge,

Pretty majestic;

Rendering shade

On either side,

The sunrays barely filtering

Through its dense foliage.

When the day came

For it to be felled,

For that day did come,

Although it bothered some,

A smattering of random folks

Who journeyed on those roads;

And so on that day,

They came to say,

A solemn goodbye;

And then they each

Went on their way,

For such is life.

You may give your time,

Your wealth, heart, soul and mind,

And yet be deprived

Of what matters most,

Someone who’ll stay,

By your lonely, fallen self,

Not just before,

But also, long after the axe

Was plunged through your side

To send you crashing down.

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