Cherry Tree
WALK 45 ñ PRINCES RISBOROUGH TO GT MISSENDEN
I gazed upon the Cherry tree
that stood forlorn, alone,
the fruit has been borne, its leaves are shed
its life has left, its gone.
I saw a pheasant dead on the path
I wondered how it died,
it looked so peaceful just lying there
and inwardly I cried.
And I stood upon the grass that grew
and thought about the friends I knew
and all that lives will see life through
and do be good and do be true.
For from death comes life
I hope and pray,
the cherry tree will have a say
It may be dead in winter months
but when spring gives birth it will display.
The pheasant too dies not in vain
I believe with all my heart
Itís natures way to keep life strong
and give us a new fresh start.
So when people die and slip away
their memories linger on
and the longer they remain within our thoughts
their lives will lead us on.
10/11/01