You stand so tall
With out a fight
Only wavering in the wind
With out a great fright

The air rushes around you
Trying to break
The stress becomes tighter
And you cannot fake

You begin to bend
And twigs snap off
Your leaves rustle
And your bark begins to cough

You've grown weak
Leaves gone
Down to a bare skeleton
It won't be much longer

And one night
The winds to much
Broken in two you've finally cracked
-Cold to the touch