Tree Song

by Kit Wright

Mother Tree, Memory Tree,
Tree of Time and Tree of Music,
Tree of Love and Tree of Sorrow,
Tale that’s told
In motionless mime.

I threw rocks at the apple tree
And the apple tree
Threw apples at me:
The Tree of Luck is the best tree ever:
God take care
Of the caring tree.

People rested in its keeping,
Wounded men died in its shade,
Ever-growing, ever-grieving,
Ever-greening palisade.

Mother Tree, Memory Tree,
Tree of Time and Tree of Music,
Tree of Love and Tree of Sorrow,
Tale that’s told
In tune and rhyme.

Tree with a tree-house on its back,
Girl on a swing held under its arm,
Spine of life and living cradle,
Keep the caring
Tree from harm.

Bluey-green, the spruce of Norway
Lit to make our spirits glow,
Come to London Town this winter
From the forest deep in snow.

Mother Tree, Memory Tree,
Tree of Time and Tree of Music,
Tree of Love and Tree of Sorrow,
Tale that’s told
Till the end of Time.