Stand the Axe

Stand The Axe Cut the tree, making that one deep mark silence the bird, a soft muted skylark Step over the dead words sent on down stealing tears from a very sad clown Stand the axe against another tree love and hate can never ever agree Sweet song gifted to change wicked mind your eyes opened but so very blind Nay, again I shall not cowardly bow reform your evil ways, do it now Last chance to set heart to winded sail new coin , there inside the wishing well Love cries for you to see yet again Joyous future, one we dared to plan R.J. Lindley 04, 11, 1977 Note: very long ago , a young man asks girlfriend to choose him over families money and influence. She chose the money.... Life went on.... Sadness reaped a very bitter harvest but survival kicked in.