The little tree started life as a small sapling

On the edge of a large forest

He was fortunate not to have been eaten

By the many deer that passed by

He soon grew bigger with branches reaching out

New leaves coming every spring

He loved the long warm summer days 

Growing wider and taller

As summer drifted into fall

His leaves changed from green

To vibrant orange and gold

He slept all through the winter

He grew into a mighty big tree

Providing food and shelter to many animals

He was the king of the forest

New saplings looked up at him in awe

One spring morning the silence of the forest

Was rudely interrupted by machinery noise

The tree recognized the sound of a buzzing chainsaw

He remembered losing many older relatives to this angry roar

The chainsaw blade sliced into his bark

He winced as it ripped through his thick trunk

He could feel every biting tooth

As the steel saw relentlessly passed though him

He lost all feeling in his roots

Unable to stand firm he started to lean 

Without any resistance from his severed base

He toppled over and crashed to the ground

The chainsaw noise stopped

He had never laid down in all his many years

The forest looked so different from this angle

The other trees all looked away in horror

The buzzing started up again

Systematically severing each of his limbs

He shed a few final tears of sap before his death

You can now buy pieces of him at Home Depot