Free Falling

All I know  
is when the wind blew  
it knocked me off my branch    
     
    I fell slow      
     
and cried out for mother    
    to intervene

brushed
off my brothers    
and tried to grab a hold    
                
but my leaves      
had lost their glow    
     
   gone cold    
     
dead wood    
heading towards the snow    
     
    no good      
               
the weak link    
and I think that mother    
had already let go    
from the get go    
                 
so all I know    
is that it's fucking cold      
in this snow      
that's took the breath of me    
     
and it won't be too long    
'fore it's the death of me    
or the birth    
of a new      
tree