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Heard stories,upon stories

Some were beautiful,some I wish

Never was told

It’s just memories I hold.

I’ve held families together

Went through stormy weathers

Can my life get any better ?

As my limbs grow weak

And the leaves….. oh they leave me

And drift into the wind

Before I could say good bye my friend

a shadow walked by

And my strength was renewed

Questions upon questions filled my roots

And again I grew and grew

Time flies once more

Those stories , I heard more

Then one cruel day,,

I felt a sharp pain

I fell softly on the ground

With such a unpleasant sound

Dragged as if I didn’t matter

My strength I felt it shatter

They shaped me

Oh they rearranged me

Why won’t they leave me be

When will I feel peace

Then I felt a familiar feeling

A feeling of healing

I know I felt this before

He lift me up

And carried me

I could feel him getting weak

But he kept on

They laid his body on me

Why won’t they leave him be

Why can’t they see

He has the power to set us free

They put us up right

And I held him tight

Throughout out my days

Through the stories and things I’ve seen

I’ve never felt this

I felt his life leave

But before he did

I heard him speak

To the heavens

Such beautiful words

I just need to know

Who is this man I hold

Then finally my answer echos

I can’t believe it

I Know you all see it

I was holding Gods Son