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My Haven


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I have something to tell
I once thought I'd sell
I'd pack up and move
But the trees didn't approve

The mystery you see
It's the history of the trees
They freely talk to me
I listen and they give me privacy

I've known them for years
To leave them I'd shed tears
For me they happily dance
There is no chance

Every branch takes its stance
Holding me in a trance
The trees sway and stay
Then on Sundays they say

We give gentle breeze
We give shade to please
We've been your friend
And will be until the end

We have grown for years
How can you now disappear
We're so tall and proud
We speak to you so loud

We stretch our arms towards heaven
Each day you rise before seven
Upon us your children have climbed
We have stood the test of time

We've always respected
We have protected
We have become your friend
We're your haven until the very end



ę 2007 Janet Irene Griffin












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