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The Tree
The Tree The tree stands alone Its strength defined in beauty Below moonlight glow Time drifts to find the sunrise Shadows appear upon orange Moonbeams dance on brown Morning just heart songs away A new day to dawn The tree stands deeply rooted Within constant drifting sand The soul of this tree Intended to stand alone Its understanding Left to unknown whisperings Awaiting still to be heard Withstanding the chill Within night's shadows for years It remains in place Its branches ever reaching Strengthened by the hands of God Original by Lesa Gay aka Aspiring Angel Feedback Treasured Box seems to be appearing Long after the closing of my offering allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' frameborder='0'> |
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The Tree
The Tree