The Hickory Tree

There are days that I know
the best days were when
we were together.
We were able to hold each other up
and keep each other grounded.
We had each others’ backs
and trusted each other.
The Hickory Tree was slowly
cut down.
For the branches that have now
been moved to a new woodpile,
you know who you are.
If I could have that tree back
I would replant it.
Knowing trees can’t always be replanted
I will keep it in my mind
as a beautiful reminder
of the old days.

©2020 CBialczak

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