Her Love For a Tree

She sat upon the bench that once was an old Maple tree
After school she couldn't wait to get home just so she could be
Upon that tire swing, that hung from its branch she loved with all her heart
Of all the memories she cherished that tree played so much a part
She just couldn't let it completely die when nature took its life
This tree had healing powers especially in times of strife
The family chopped and chopped it up except for the the lower end
She couldn't let them take it all, she knew she had to save this friend
She managed to get a hold of someone who empathized with her reasoning
And carved that memory into a bench she now sits upon each evening
She finally took a hold of what she knows is true in her defense
And left the giggles of gossip's chatter in the gutter of ignorance