They Have Cut Down the Pines

They have cut down the pineswhere they stood;
The wind will miss them------------------the rain,
When its silver blinf is down.
They have stripped the bark from the wood---
The needly boughs,and the brown
Knobby nuts todden into the ground.
The kind,the friendly trees,
Where all day small winds sound,
And all day long the sun
Plays hide and seek with shadows
Till the multilying shadows turn to one
And night is here.

They have cut down the trees and ended now
The gentle colloquy of bough and bough.
Theg ate making a fence by creeking,
And have cut down the pines for the posts.
Wan in the sunlight for ghosts
The naked trunks lie.
A bird nested there---------it will seek
In van: they cut down the pines.