BENEATH AN APPLE TREE


 Fall has come to visit once again, watch the 
 Leaves float down,

 The air changes here in this place, this place of 
 Change over years.

 One thing that stands still here among change is an 
 Older apple tree,

 What stories it would tell if only it could speak the 
 Words of man.

 Beneath this old apple tree, rests in a grave a man 
 Who once lived,

 Let's say his name was Ben, who was he, so many years 
 Before he was.

 Ben was a family man with a wife and children on a 
 Small farm,

 A good life as he along with his family did age just 
 As the apple tree did.

 Ben one day went away, the apple tree stayed, it has  
 Aged Until this day,

 Beneath an apple tree lies the body, the remains of  
 A man, A memory.

 Watched over and time spent, always, a man and a  
 Tree, Together they be.

                           Keith Garrett