A mighty tree how she stands so tall and proud
her limbs stretch out almost caressing the clouds
surrounded by her children thriving by her side
as queen of the forest she looks at them with pride
Wearing a lushes green robe holding out her arms
she sways to the wind's tune seduced by his charms
her children waltz with their partners and smile
under the sun's gleaming gaze this forest comes alive
Whilst dancing a chilling thump disrupts this harmony
the wide-eyed queen stops, hearing a distant agony
she sees a man approach with a shiny blade in his hands
fright creeps into her as terror invades her homeland
The man swings back his axe and chops down a tree
queen distraughtly witness her child fall down to his knees
anguish rips her heart as scent of death chokes the forest
silently she laments unable to move to save her eldest