A FALLEN TREE One normal day, A great, big storm Threw her perfect life Completely out of form. They brought her hero home, Who, she was pained to see Had now become a Great, big, fallen tree. Burning on the pyre, She rose like a phoenix From the fire. Armed with a mission in life, She focused on the two Apples of her eyes. Toiling day and night, She raised them right; True to her hero's dreams, They are now A heaven for little saplings.