When in the brown earth I do lie,
Under a wet and wint’ry sky,
Would that I a seed become
Which in the rain, and summer sun,
Shall become an evergreen tree
And every leaf a memory
An evergreen memory of times and tide
Of smiles and tears and of some that sighed
The sparkle in a mother’s eye
Each memory in a leaf to lie
I’ll remember the bat and ball I had
The songs I sang both gay and sad
A summer sky, sweet songs of love
Trials won adventures done
The very first time I saw the sea
And the joy it was for me
The thrill of it, the very first kiss
The dance with her – the feel of bliss’ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘  .
My child reaching out to me
His first step taken falteringly
So many leaves on each a sheen
Each a memory evergreen
In the earth lying peacefully
‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘  I’d love to become such an evergreen tree