Bottle Tree
A bottle tree is a pillar of beauty
So simple in its utility
All shapes and colors
Giving tranquility for every fellow
Each bottle has a story if they could only speak to us
As we go through life without a fuss
A post of memories a bottle tree
Some have travelled far with me
White and clear, blue and brown
Red and green, from every town
They point upside down
While hanging quiet and calm
Some were poor, some were fine
Some held whiskey, some held wine
Some from the present, some from the past
All interesting shapes of glass
Plump and round, long and thin
I've saved them from the recycling bin
Their contents consumed for many reasons
To keep me warm or cool in all the seasons
Saw my first in Dowery Creek Marine
A tribute to a man I'd never seen
As time goes by
I hope it'll stay after I die
