Trees Poem by LeighAnne Adams

Trees



Of all the things
There are to be
I think I'd rather
Be a tree
To sit and watch
The passers by
To see the robbin
As she flies
To think how lonely
I would be
I guess I'm glad
I'm not a tree
For trees have no one
And I'd be blue
But I am me
And Me has You3

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