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.
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
