The Tree

I grew a tree
In my back yard
Each day I cared for it
It grew so high
As time went by
Slowly, bit by bit

Then one sad day
I went away
Not for long, it's true
When I got home
I found my tree
It's trunk was broke in two

What heartache
I did feel that day
A grief so very grave
How could a being
Do this deed?
Spoil all that nature gave?

Brenda S. Warhurst