Life Goes On
The wood that built the place I see
Came from a forests far away
It's age is hard to guess
But every knot knows life's quest
By the looks of it I'd say
It is pine
Can it trace it's life
Back to creation time
Was it singed by the commet
That once came to land
And was responsible for the end
Of the dinosaur clan?
Did it survive the great flood
While Noah and the animals patiently bobbed along
And Finally came to earth
With a Hallulia song
Or was it a seed that traveled along
As the ice age swept the land
And managed to plant itself
On a very distant plain
For centuries it did survive
It's young gathered round
Until that fatel day
A man with a saw, hapt to pass it's way
It's life as it had known it
Was never more
It'd been turned into a barn
For animals and chores
It's life finally met defeat
And for a century or so
Was once again subject to
The winds, the rain, the snow
When I finally found it
It was then I did know
This disheveled structure
Could heal my heart and soul
I bought it and with loving care
With every board I did share
The love and memories of my years
And blessed them all with precious tears
And now we sit and share the years
These boards of pine and me
And know that it was fate itself
That set our souls free
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2010
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