Shadows In My Garden
A tree is all, a simple tree
Casting shadows in my Garden.
For me the tree I carved into
To make it clear me and my dear
Would stay as We forever.
But now the tree, it reminds me
Of how we hurt each other.
And I enraged, a pistol raised
To fire into her lover.
But as I shot alas I blinked
Only a blink, no moment to think
The shot rang out. I had no doubt
As I opened my eyes what I would find.
My heart sunk, my throat went dry,
How can this be? There was no reply.
Hours passed in what seemed like moments
I had to ask once more,
Oh where to put her now?
As I lifted my head away from the dead
What should I see? Why, it was the tree
And so I began to dig up my garden
To dig, oh to dig
Into the earth. I did not mind the work
For my sweat as my blood ran cold.
I placed my love, wrapped in a sheet
Into the soil, under our tree and retired up to my room.
The deed was done and a brand new sun promised the dirt would harden
A tree is all, a simple tree casting Shadows In My Garden.
Created: Jul 23, 2012