Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Tree Lord

I'm a tree with a knothole that

Is where a branch of mine fell out,

Making a space for habitat

For critters needing home no doubt.

I've had lots of residents, yup.

Birds and bugs and squirrels have all dwelt

With their families all holed up.

It's no bark off my trunk I've felt.

But now I've noticed no one is

Coming to live in me, instead

They've gone to other trees, gee whiz,

I wonder if that means I'm dead.

So many critters came and went,

And none of them paid any rent.