Upon the ground laid the fallen leaves
Once shared by many now lay alone
Laugher and joy were once received
Listen carefully and you can hear the wind moan

The tree was the life line for the ancestors
Each branch grew with another new arrival
Sharing in the growth surge
Based upon the truth of the bible

Today the ground is barren
Only leaves remain and may soon be blown away
Under this tree dreams were made
Hopes were prayed over
First crushes were dreamed about
And even our family dog was buried there
Daydreams floated away under those branches

Today when I return it is barren
Limbs are withered and leaves are falling
As if the one who gave is no longer caring
Saddened by the leaves…no tree ever lasts forever

Upon the ground laid the fallen leaves
Listen carefully and you can hear the wind moan

10/04/2005

Posted on 10/04/2005
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