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White flowy flowers Long bean pods Huge heart shaped leaves Limbs twisted in knots Sitting in the shade Of the fifty-foot high Fifty years old Reaching up to the sky Daddy climbed the same Way before me When he too was a boy And within it I see Where he used to sit As I sit now Looking down at the ground At the soft pile of sand He placed at the foot For my feet to land From up here I see The world around me Active ants at work Peony bushes of red And some of white And cows in the field What a glorious sight The catalpa tree blooms In the month of June On a warm sunny day After the strawberry moon
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