old birds talking

you wonder
if the birds
in the trees ever
say things like
my how
thing have
changed.
remember that tree
that used
to be right
over there.
the big oak tree.
I loved sitting
up high
in that tree.
I could sit
there all day
with my friends
shooting the breeze.
but it's gone now.
they've
hunted most
of the deer away too.
I haven't seen
a red fox in months.
and this new paved
path for
the bikes and
joggers
is just horrible.
the noise, talking
on their phones,
throwing trash
down.
I miss the good
old days,
don't you?