Old Olive Tree Poem by Colin Coplin

Brick by brick, stone by stone, take from others to build your home
Step by step, day by day, change the face of the mountain, and make it your own

There's good stone here, foundations are strong
I think I found the place, that I can call home

Everything under the sun has a clock
it's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see
And I see you

Brick by brick, stone by stone, take from others to build your home
Step by step, day by day, change the face of the mountain, and make it your own

But the old olive tree, has known many owners, and now it knows me
And the sky has seen many suns, now it looks upon me
And the breeze has carved many faces, now it chisels mine
Old olive tree, grows stronger with time

Brick by brick, stone by stone, take from others to build your home
Step by step, day by day, change the face of the mountain, to make it your own

There's good stone here, foundations are strong
I think I found the place, to call my home

But the old olive tree, has seen them come, has seen them go
The strong, the brave, the young and the old
Master and the slave, weak and the bold

The old olive tree, has known many owners, and now it knows me
And the sky has seen many suns, now it looks on me
And the breeze has carved many faces, now it chisels mine
Old olive tree, grows stronger with time
Old olive tree, grows stronger with time

Copyright Colin Coplin 2010 (updated 2023)