Wolf Pine

A magic place, lone tree at forest’s side A huge wolf pine that stands alone like me It marked a boundary once where sheep would hide Beneath green needled branches of that tree It’s where I always go when things go wrong I pull the forest’s shadows over me And watch those shadows dance with silent song My back pressed up against that old pine tree The cruel remarks, the shunning that was there Without a why or reason I could see While others simply watched without a care And smiled to see the blush of pain in me I tell myself I still have all my pride My journey starts, its only just begun The woods are mine, the forest deeps abide I’m on my way, I walk into the sun An old man now with memories at night But comfort from the thoughts of that lone pine The fragments of those times have lost their might Just shadows now with passing of the time.