UPDATE True Environmental Tales - 101
Fifty years ago - I was about ten -
My grandfather wept for a tree:
Blue Spruce, one in the township ...
I empathized, but didn't understand
This morning, in 40-hour rain,
I wept for my three-year Neem ...
Boys got over my fence at night,
To dispossess the whole environment -
So they have slings to hunt birds
I talked calmly about time and tree:
They empathize - but don't understand
Lesson: I remind myself, Jesus allowed the "crime" so I a cept. Therapists talk about 5-minute funerals, grieving, over some issues. I tried; won in 25 hours, LOL! My wife & I already planted new saplings. Hallelujah. Shalom shalOm
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