The Crying Tree

As I sit under the shade

Of the Old Gum Tree it listens to my sobs

It hears what I say

It is the crying tree

Many people have walked the sidewalk 

Where it lays

Many people have sat at this tree 

But this is my crying tree

It dances with me

It is my umbrella in the rain

It cries when I cry

It is the crying tree

The sun shines strong

It bends down to cover

It’s not scared of the dark

It is the crying tree

Will it be there tomorrow

I will be back soon

It waves goodbye  

It's the crying tree