Rhythmic Stories January 17, 2021

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A Tree Thing

Every tree is its own story Standing for decades void of glory Swaying gently in the breeze Bracing for winters freeze Year after year, seasons change Limbs and branches rearranged Only when it’s cut for timber counting rings to remember ...

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My Wildflower Hillside

I go to my wildflower hillsidewhen I feel the need to hide Its where I pull some powerTo build my courage tower The days are uncertainThey reveal new curtains wildflowers dance andplayfully swaycolorful and vibrantsilhouettes sway My favorite above all,...

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