A true tree story

I stand in the middle of a forest
Tired people sit under me and take a rest
I enjoy my days
Feeling each of the suns rays
Once I saw my neighbour being cut down
I cried and cried and sat with a frown
From food to flowers from wood to oxygen
Their is so much that we give
Why don't they let us LIVE?
I fear for it will be my turn someday
When they will come and cut me away


'This was an assignment where I had to construct/make a poem or story. I really enjoyed doing it.'