PoemsI Saw the Tree FallA poem about nature. Nathaniel DansereauAug 06, 20261ShareText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI saw the tree fall under which we met the shade who cooled our faces sliced away. I like to think the branches made heroic sounds. I was too far away to know for sure. When you cut the grass, it brings me pain. Why not remove my feet instead? ShareSubscribe to Nate Dansereau Poetry.Subscribe