The Grandfathers Poem by Laurence Overmire

The Grandfathers

Redwoods once stood
From southern Oregon to Monterey

98 percent were cut down
For coffee tables and such

Only 2 percent remain
To ask

Is this a poem?
Or a travesty?

~ Laurence Overmire

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