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untilted

1/16/1993

 
Roaming, roving, drifting,
searching for the place to be.
That spot that offers all,
shade, height and gaiety.

Stretching, relaxing, lounging,
always beneath its boughs.
Provide each and every,
a dimmed glimmer of hue.

Reaching, pulling, climbing,
amid its mighty branches.
Gives one a chance to see,
so much more because of thee.

Dancing, playing, singing,
the time passing cherrished.
Amongest thy lofty spread,
each finds gala merriment.

When I was done looking,
that place I sought to be.
It’s aside people like you,
a friend who is a tree.
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