A wind of Remembrance

 The weeping willow hangs low and whispers out a low hum as the wind gently passes through its' branches.
 "What may have been of this life of mine had no one thought to cut me down? Am I deserving of such an unjustified end? Will fate intervene and let me live on? I am but a simple tree asking nothing more than to live..."
 
I yearn to feel the warmth of the sun while the joyful birds nest in my open welcoming arms. But no,... No more of that. I am to be removed for the sake of humanity's need to thrive and build evermore.
 
 So I shall sit and feel every cut and chop from the human below me in agonizing silence...alone and on my own. One day he may see his mistake, but for now, for now I'll sit in silence as all trees do.