Sense Sonnet - Acher

 The Old Tree

Ten thousand years, the old tree stood.

Now branches and trunk twisted by

Forces upon, both bad and good.

As new day dawns, looked to the sky,

Thanking great Mother Nature for

All of her blessings she did give

Upon the tree, as humans more

Sapped from this tree the will to live,

Polluting and destroying earth

Until the old tree's time at last

Came to an end of fulfilled worth,

And hopeful usefulness had passed.

The old tree, as for centuries done,

Welcomes one last dawn's rising sun.