Orchard Planting Time
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When in marriage, life together just begun
Planned on adding to this wordly estate
Planting an orchard was so much fun
Foreseeing years of luscious fruit on plate
But all things of this world cycle
Being brought down to death and decay
Very few of the trees still stand now
They have gone to other uses_ maybe sleigh
These temples are made of dust and minerals
They will be put away in the dark earth grave
But there is our soul which is immortal
It will live forever and a day
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