Tall Poem by Hope Hills

Tall



The pines stand tall and sure
Making no noise - Why must
They speak?
Their presence still known

Together, not alone
Bountifully splendid
Perched high for
The birds to sit on
Its cone

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Graham Russell 09 August 2009

thats was uplifting ty

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