Velma Joy Stoffel
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I The Tree
I’m tall, I’m graceful, I’m willowy of course you know; I’m a beautiful tree.
God made me, to look this way to stand straight and tall, day after day.
In seasons my beauty will grow, from early spring, till the very first snow.
In fall my colors you’ll love to see. My leaves all red, orange and yellow be.
In winter, I rest in a peaceful sleep, the snow on the ground is drifting deep. The winds rage around me, the cold engulfs every tree.
The spring showers bring new life to me. My sap flows lively and free.
My blossoms are fragrant, the smell is ...