Empty. Hollow. Broken.
The trunk extends along the forest floor
pieces crumbling away
Nests being built in the hollows
branches broken off, laying nearby
Decay.
Bringing new life through slow disintegration
Transforming within nature's home
Smells of earth and moss
Morning dew lightly glossed the leaves
The tree continues to give
Providing shelter and safe haven
To its new residents
Those who fly no longer have need
For the fallen tree
Its moving day for all four legged friends
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