Tuesday morning, walking the dog We're saddened to see The first in our region, Though small of scale, still A catastro-tree. A fallen cherry Petals strewn, Sprawled across a lawn, roots out, A casual-tree of Monday's wind Farley wants to offer fluids Instead we opt for social distance, Resuming our trek Around the block. Later... Circuit complete We round a bend Surprised to find Hard at work A pair of treEMTs One with shovel The other With stakes They urgently strive To tresuscitate. Three hours pass, now This news to report: Blossoms blooming, standing tall To our great releaf, A full trecovery.