Casey and Lord Lambourne

                                  The old apple tree was gnarled and bent
                                     In a garden neglected for years.
                                  A robin was perched in the branches,
                                  And his sweet song delighted my ears.
                                   As I stood gazing out of the window,
                                    The tree seems so sad and alone
                                That we purchased the house with its garden;
                                     And set about making it home

                                   As the winter turned into springtime,
                                    We tended our garden with care.
                                     The family agreed unanimously
                                    To keep the old apple tree there.
                                    And the tree exploded its blossom
                                       Fit for a bridal cascade.
                                 While we worked each day in the garden
                                    Our collie dog slept in it's shade.

                                   The collie adopted that old apple tree
                                Through the years it became Casey's place.
                                The Apple Tree must have adopted the dog
                                  For it flourished in style and with grace.
                                 Casey passed on and that old tree knew
                                   The leaves  fell as if they were tears;
                                 And the tree died as though it felt sorrow
                                    For the collie it shaded for years

                                           Vonnie Pearce


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