Up on a windy hill a tree is <br />a grassy field wind is the breeze <br />birds and bee's play and play <br />long lost lovers sign there names <br />in the tree <br />a tire swing sways and sways <br />on this tree <br />children songs and voices <br />filled the air at the time <br />now and days the grass is dead <br />tree is bare and the birds and the bees <br />play else ware <br />long lost lovers are lost <br />the names wore and decay <br />on this tree <br />a tire swing once swayed <br />on this tree children played <br />now on this tree smoke and ash lay <br />songs and voices now all gone <br />for this is the tree we once plaid on<br /><br />Cody Lee Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grass-is-easier/
