Together Poem by Paul Reed

So now, with time running astray
The days and years ebbing away
With no further brake that can be applied
No way to turn back the inrushing tide;

Not for us the leisured existence of the tree
Who long outlasts the likes of you and me,
No, our term is a much swifter one
In a short spell our job is done;

But what we have that the tree does not
The thing he lacks that we have got
As he stands alone in the stormy weather
We came through all the storms together.