Allegory of a Tree, a poem by Robert A Sieczkiewicz

Aagaard Carl Frederik - Wintery Landscape with a StreamWinter Scene with a Stream, Carl Frederik Aagaard (n.d.)

Allegory of a Tree, Robert A Sieczkiewicz

Is this to be the year of my demise?
If to be asked would have it otherwise.
Gravity pulls hard but yet to capsize.
Not ready to say my final goodbyes.

Was not so long ago stood straight and tall.
Decades of buffeting, withstood it all.
Even angry attacks by vicious maul.
Through it all encountered refused to fall.

Who will be the judge to decide my fate?
Be aware that yet to be deadweight.
Coming of spring leaves I will generate.
Think it best if we just sit still and wait.

To make a judgement by a single view,
It does not really speak well of you.