I cried that time when I came home
From the land across the sea
When I walked across the autumn grass
To see my favorite tree
We stood there in the evening light
My favorite tree and I
Remembering the countless times
I’d climbed its branches high
I tried to climb the strong old limbs
As I had done at eight,
But I could not, for those limbs were gone;
The changes were too great.
So when I left my friend alone
Beneath the darkening sky
I cried and cried with unchecked tears
For he had changed and so had I.