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Oct. 12th, 2006 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle
On your snout.
I was in the arboretum back home with my mom on Monday and coming back to the car I notice something was missing, in that odd way that you know that something isn't right but have no clue what.
After searching for a bit, I noticed one of the pear trees was cut down. My pear tree. The one with a plaque saying it was planted just a few days after my birthday, the one that I used to hug every time I went to the arboretum. I stared at the stump for a few seconds, then sat down on it and cried.
I know it was diseased and probably needed taking down before it infected anything else, but still...it was my tree. It just doesn't seem fair that the tree should die before I did.
The worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle
On your snout.
I was in the arboretum back home with my mom on Monday and coming back to the car I notice something was missing, in that odd way that you know that something isn't right but have no clue what.
After searching for a bit, I noticed one of the pear trees was cut down. My pear tree. The one with a plaque saying it was planted just a few days after my birthday, the one that I used to hug every time I went to the arboretum. I stared at the stump for a few seconds, then sat down on it and cried.
I know it was diseased and probably needed taking down before it infected anything else, but still...it was my tree. It just doesn't seem fair that the tree should die before I did.
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Date: 2006-10-12 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-13 03:17 am (UTC)I hate people sometimes.
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Date: 2006-10-13 03:41 am (UTC)