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"Under the English Elm, no seed to grow, and tolerates salty soil, fervent within visible for hope for the future." Quote by poet
The old oak tree soaks in the sun's pure soul
Painted baby-blue heaven's gifted shade.
Refreshing, in such delicate control.
The old oak tree soaks in the sun's pure soul
Until last of the day's labor does fade,
Rapidly breathing in deep the nights whole.
The old oak tree soaks in the sun's pure soul
Radiant exchange which nature is made.
3/27/2023
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Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2023
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