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The Wise Old Trees
She sat their amongst the leaves
Pondering how the trees must grieve
How they must wallow amongst their pain
But become reborn with the summer rain
Do they understand their sorrow
Or do they linger for tomorrow
Do they grow to become stronger
Or do they blossom to stay there longer?
She whispered to the trees for guidance
But all they replied was sagacious silence
She smoothed her hands against the grass
Hoping life would quickly pass
But the trees, they did not agree
They wanted her to understand that she was free
Not restrained by ...