Forget me not

Forget me not said the sparrow to the tree as it flapped its wings for the first time away
The tree waved goodbye in gentle sway
Already missing the bird's sweet song

Forget me not said the tree as the lumberjack spilled its sap with practiced axe
The lumberjack yelled a warning
The trees in the forest knew their time may soon come
Their fear shook them in the breeze

Forget me not moaned the lumberjack as he laid in a bed built with his own two hands from the tree he felled with those same hands
His wife and children remember the song of the sparrow on the window as he passes
The whisper of the trees
Metal on wood
the silent sound of tears falling for fading memories