Family Tree

Sometimes, more often than we'd like to admit Some people who decide their life is not worth while Will find a nice quite place in solitude A nice peaceful tree with many branches Enough room to hang their head And plenty of space to find time enough to avoid being seen Swinging their sorrows, getting some fresh air Quite often after the search had been called off They had been found, a bit too late The family and friends, will miss that once person so much They will return with a rope without a swing So they can be at rest with their dearly departed friend Though I agree it may sound sad They other hundred or so people just felt for the loss And could relate to the story of the one who never had a chance The news spread of this wondrous place In the center of the woods where he ended the pain So many branches, so much space Too many ropes, dangled all over the place But the spot looks as it did before Just a little less to explore