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Your budding now
Green an new Growing every day Soon you'll unfold Open to the sun Through he spring and summer You'll stand Against the wind A mighty force Even though your small You keep the oak alive But in the Fall When no longer The sun shines bright It bleeds you dry And casts you down And grows another In your stead |
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Your budding now Green an new Growing every day Soon you'll unfold Open to the sun Through he spring and summer You'll stand Against the wind A mighty force Even though your small You keep the oak alive But in the Fall When no longer The sun shines bright It bleeds you dry And casts you down And grows another In your stead Lovely ![]() |
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Thank you, you're very kind, just how I was feeling today.
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Nice poem
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Quite lovely!
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Lovely
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