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Little Orchard
Stand there tall beautiful orchard
Your green
shine to dilate my visions
I have seen you wilt at your worst
And I have seen you ride the tide to flourish
O flourish. Wet my tongue in season
And bank my life's residuals
I share you with the ones that rent a nest
The ones that mourn the day and fly the
night.
I will never know any more invisible hands
There are the ones that steal a gallon of
seeds
There are birds that feeds on your fruits'
juices
Then the ground that hugs you in
complements
Little Orchard lay a busket on my doorsteps
For I had closely nurtured and nursed your
buds
Feed my spirit for in you I have self
fulfilment
In you I am proud to watch and whine
with the guests,
'beautiful orchard it is'.
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