Growing Older

It’s been awhile since i felt the warm sun on my face.

The years went by so fast.

I was getting old so old that twigs and leaves were

growing out of my ears.

The kids always came, everyday they came and

climbed up my limbs and picked the fresh apples.

But one day, the tree cutters came

All the kids gathered around and sat by me.

They said these words “No! Don’t cut down the Wise tree!”

After a while the cutters left.

The kids still come to this day.