(April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

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Rocky Mountain Juniper

I walk among your haunting limbs,
Your age it’s hard to tell,
Counting tightly woven rings,
In what year came the fell?

Lying down with graceful poise,
Your species is a beauty,
Doubt that anyone heard the noise,
Twas lighting did its duty.

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