i've tree filled thoughts,
at this frail hour
wondering how......
through all those freezing winter nights
or
beneath the heat of scorching summer suns
below your deep, deep roots
absorb water from seemingly
desert dry places
causing beautiful leaves
on broken limbs
that provide
shade for weary travelers,
nesting for the homeless wren,
fruit for a hungry soul
beloved tree
blooming in a silent soul
how i wish
that i could be more like
thee
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