The Big and Mighty Tree

I have been here

In this spot

For a very long time

From a seedling

To the mighty and strong

Lingering old man

You see here
 

Time flowed by

Changing as it should

As I fell to the ground

Set seed

And grew
 

Many things I have witnessed

In this spot

It is a good place to be

Scenes have evolved

People have passed by

All have changed

Even I
 

Who else but me

And my family

Can witness the world

And not tell

What we see

We do not speak

We do not write down what we see

We just observe
 

We do not rush

Why would we need to?

Buildings went up as I was a little sprog

They came down in my teens

Even the fashions changed

Life has so many ways to be lived

It seems
 

My girth has caused me much attention

They come and pat me occasionally

In the sixties they even hugged me

Now they just ignore me

They rush so much

No one sees me

But I see all around

And wonder who will replace

Those that I now see
 

I am alone here

They cleared out most of my family years ago

Turned into the houses that surround me

Even nature was not always favourable

Many of my branches now fertilise

And help to sustain me
 

One day I will be no more

I would have lived and then died

Yet I am grateful of

All I have and will see