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A Weeping Willow Tree

The mighty redwood lived a thousand years It lived in a forest from long ago Surviving ancient fires, it kept its leaves Standing tall it looked down on trees below. The elms and pines destined to live and die Some harvested by man to use their wood Build homes and furniture then wonder why He did any harm, taking all he could. As the fires abated, new seeds began And new trees were produced for all to see Then a species arrived by Natures hand And it was named a Weeping Willow tree. To mourn for the others destroyed by man When he once interfered with Natures plan.

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