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A Tree

A tree is not meant for the Death Her leaves should still be green Laughter from two lovers underneath Keeping the bark clean From the Mechanism of this 2006 machine Bless the Bulb Renew those arms God, breath down upon it again and let us wonder anew Between your Air and its natural charms RISE,MY TIRED BRANCHES..I COMMAND YOU TO RISE His commandment and voice said to the tree: YOU DO NOT HAVE TO FADE FROM MY EYES LET MY EARTH STILL BE YOUR CHOICE It indeed,my friend rose again to fill this land From our beginning to the World's impoverished end Each little stem and seed Becoming A LOVER once more despite fear, Hatred Greed We named her FLORENCE this,thy beautiful leaves.. continue to soar like the flight of a NIGHTINGALE Several IMAGES of Nature Kodak Forever pictured in my A200 POWER SHOT mind Each Farmer and his wife a Lawyer with his secretary Easy Rider that carries his biker girlfriend The cheery Minister along with his companion of many years: HIS BIBLE Has stopped their lives for a moment to find a miracle in this Reborn little tree AMEN OUR NATIONAL TREASURE MAY IT FOREVER RISE AGAIN!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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