A poem about trees and people

[Toby]

Trees are vertical when they're alive,
horizontal when they are dead;
much like people.
Though people
can be
horizontal
when they're asleep
or get conked on the head.
This is akin to feigning a death,
and often when some people die
they get all burned up
like the trees
they cut down
when they want to be warmer and dry.
Oft times for shelter are wooden logs used
when their reapers desire security.
And when some people die
they get buried
in trees
to disintegrate to earthly obscurity.


:confused:

[jamiebfd]

rather nice :+)

[Toby]

rather nice :+)

Thank you very much

[Rainbowmum]

Very nice work.
Thank you so much for sharing your deepest thoughts.