The townfolk of Goodwell
Sighed: There must be
More color here for us to enjoy.
So, some trees, we must deploy.
We remember the redbud
From back in the East,
The first tree of spring
On which we could feast
Our eyes and our hearts
At winter's retreat.
We'll water it weekly
And give it some shade
And try to forget the
Man who betrayed
Jesus the Savior
At His final hour.
Yes, Judas did cower
in valley Hinnom
And hung from a tree:
The Red Bud! Shalom.
[2017]
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