Requiescat in Pace

This is for all the hawks who’ve sat at the top of this tree and looked out over the meadow. And for the crows who’ve harassed the hawks. And for the childrens’ kites that got snagged in the branches. And the countless insects munching their way along the bark. And the woodpeckers who played their tunes up and down the corrugated surface. And this is for me, who watched it all, and who will miss this old guy, the latest casualty of our recent storm.