Forest sentinel, Bi-centennial -Chop- Feet of roots, Fingers of shoots -Chop- Hands of stems, Arms of limbs -Chop- Skin of bark, Flesh of starch -Chop- Beard of moss, Nothing of dross -Chop- Blood of sap, Crack of snap -Chop- And that was that...
So many ancient trees are lost each year. May this poem serves as both a memorial and a dedication to what has been lost.