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The Old Cedar Tree

Standing tall with its
Disfigured branches
Looking for attention
I guess it just wants to be heard
Its branches are green but sometimes turns
Brown as it thirsts for water
Never getting enough
It has lived way passed
Its years and has probably
Seen and heard it all
That cedar must be sending
Out bird calls, because it
Hangs out with some of the
Most beautiful birds in the world
That flocks to it and 
It babysits

JULY 29, 2021
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Krutsinger Avatar
July 29, 2021 at 9:03 PM
I love the metaphor of the old cedar being a babysitter!
Ward Avatar
July 30, 2021 at 7:50 AM
HE BABYSITS THE BIRD'S NEST, HA HA!
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