A Cross Leaning on a Treee

by

Daniel Chapa

Driving down the road there was
A cross leaning on a tree
The cross was keeping company
My eyes could not leave it be

Small and white and shining bright
A cross leaning on a tree
Reminding those of us passing by
Of a soul the tree set free

Women stand and cry by
A cross leaning on a tree
They rub the scars left by the car
As it met this full grown tree

The women dressed in black surround
A cross leaning on a tree
They bring you flowers hour by hour
As their way to remember thee

Months have passed overgrown grass
A cross leaning on a tree
While driving by every day
My eyes must turn and see

A simple place still remembered by
A cross leaning on a tree
A teenager gone for not so long
And his future that will never be

Ants and weeds keep him company
The cross leaning on the tree
Do they know he marks the spot?
Where a teenager fell asleep

Driving by I wonder why
A cross leaning on a tree
Pulls my gaze through a morning haze
And means the world to me.

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