This Tree - Poem by cheryl polk
Sitting underneath this tree
Has anyone else held this possession.
The elevated structer in the distance
seemed muffled somehow,
and for the first time, I could see
that sitting underneath this tree,
this strucure, this tree elevated,
is the farthest distance for me
and for that I'm elated
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