OLD AND TWISTED TREE

Old and Twisted Tree


Oh, Old and twisted tree.
My memory's never free.
Of days and times long ago.
Of loved ones I used to know.

Oh, Old and twisted branches.
The wind blows and leaf dances.
Out by the old corner road.
Joy and happiness mowed.

Oh, Old and twisted bark.
Which now bears the mark.
Where ones near and dear.
Faced the terror and fear.

Oh, Old and twisted scar.
From crumpled truck and car.
Suddenly ended and shattered.
Standing as it never mattered.

Oh, Old and twisted tree.
Oh, I wish you could see.
This chainsaw is my cure.
To heal a hate this pure.