A Small Tree - Poem by jeanne harmon
A small tree
Alone in the dirt. small and innocent.
Wind blowing through the leaves, smallest
tree all around. Small and strong. No matter
how hard the wind blows the roots are still
Forever standing until knocked down. Shedding
Its beauty everywhere. For all to see gods creation.
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