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The Tree
The Tree Tree came about before me as I grew in and with it Squirrels had to go so I kicked them from their hole They left their nesting which became my twigs for resting I grew in and with the tree, in that hole provided me And slept while tree kept growing In that tree that comforted me through adolescence With no education or reference I could not say with certainty Was it oak or birch or maple? As I grew older I climbed to the very top It had green pointy things that smelled of pine How I knew, I could not tell you, I simply surmised such things I grew in and with the tree that knew me well Sun filled it with photosynthesis to let it breath I did not become the tree The tree did not become me I simply grew with it and under branches In that hole carved out of wood I took my chances With tender leaves or pine needles if you please And took a solid look on my existence Through that hole reality provided me Pine needles fragrance fills the air With a little touch of rain, we drank it in together I grew in and with it, that is, my tree and me
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