the dream of the Rood response poem

The dream of the Rood was very touching and if I was the tree responding to this story, I would have responded by a poem. So once I read this only words for a poem came to my mind.

I rather be carried

By the one who carried my sins

I’d rather be bruised

By the side of my love

I’d rather be nailed

By the side of the one who made me

I’d rather be hated

For someone as kind as he

I’d rather be standing

By the one who gave me life

I’d rather be holding

The one who needs me the most

I’d rather be crying

With the one who loves me

Instead of doing it all alone

By someone who hates me

~ by Alyce Ann Hendricks ~