a poem in my pocket

Etheree form: unrhymed without meter, one stanza of 10 lines, graduating from 1 to 10 syllables (Laura adds lines 11 & 12 with just 2 syllables each to give shape of Christmas tree). Linking to dverse poets…

see
a spruce
in backyard
of childhood home
reaches for the clouds
shelter for nesting birds
hide-away for brown squirrels
branches thick and full to tree top
rises as blue neighborhood landmark
until it plays the part of lightning rod
and falls
blackened