Beneath this tree I'm all alone The ground becomes my bedding Stars so bright, no clouds around The moon a distant figure A gentle breeze to cool my brow The hoot of owl in distance Here is my home beneath the sky This place I want for rest eternal So if you find my bones out here Just let them lay where they belong
Dear Steve this poem made me cry,yet it is so peaceful,I for one, have a desire that my bones should rest beneath a shady ELM.The Lord bless you and keep you. but to you,
Hi, steve1223, Here is my home beneath the sky... Amen.
steve1223OPadelaide, South Australia AustraliaFeb 26, 2012
Thank you paloma66 to rest beneath a shady elm .. what a lovely thought
steve1223OPadelaide, South Australia AustraliaFeb 28, 2012
Thank you gnj4u for dropping by
windyweatherlySan Francisco, California USAFeb 28, 2012
Sad but very powerful statement steve1223..."Beneath this tree I am all alone. The ground becomes my bedding." From dust to dust we shall return..did I read that someplace? Commanding write steve. Thanks for sharing...
steve1223OPadelaide, South Australia AustraliaFeb 29, 2012
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Here is my home beneath the sky... Amen.