The day you came with your gas powered tools and toppled my trees,
that I will not be alone,
instead you have left me here,
shadowed in sorrow, overlooking my needs.
You promised me,
the day you stripped me of my secrets,
that I would embrace your love forever,
yet you have left me here,
barren and naked with your lie, that was all so cleaver.
Because of you, I have nothing yearn.
For you I have stayed here,
in the promise of your return
ripped from their roots everyday. I wish you well. Vicky