Sad Sad Wood

April 3, 2009
By Kiele Wilson BRONZE, Bath, New York
Kiele Wilson BRONZE, Bath, New York
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From that large tree I hail from
And to the mill I will have to come.
To be cut and shaped to form
A barn to withstand a storm.

At first I was so big and tall
Until that great axe made me fall.
Now I stand just three feet in height,
All alone in the black of night.


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