One Lone Rowan Tree
 

Kim A McKee©

One lone Rowan tree
Marking the tinker’s sleep
Within the valley low
No more will he wander the hills so free
But these roots can't hold his soul
Oh the gates were barred
To the hallowed yard
And they would not let him in
Oh dear Rowan tree
Unkept and free
You and the wind will be his home

One lone Rowan tree
Piercing the lovers grave
Of a bitter death does tell
How her passion burned
Till the priest did learn
And condemned her soul to hell
Oh the gates were barred
To the hallowed yard
And they would not let her in
Oh dear Rowan tree
With your dancing leaves
You and the wind will be her home

One lone Rowan tree
Over my baby’s head
To keep her safe from harm
With its branches spread
Shelt’ring her tiny head
It will hold her as my arms
For the gates were barred
To the hallowed yard
And they would not let her in
So dear Rowan tree
Let my baby see
You and the wind will be her home

There are no names in stone
But these sleep not alone
With our tears this ground is blessed

Oh dear Rowan tree
Keeper of memories
You and the wind will be their home

You and the wind will by my home