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Seasons And Days Of Trees

Pin Oak

The tree and its shadow Live in the meadow Where both have flourished Since I was young. In summer gray sheep Take shelter beneath Green branches where wrens And thrashers have sung.

Silence surrounds The tree like a wreath; Night falls like balm, Gradual, calm.

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In winter the tree Is virtually bare, But faithful still Its shadow is there.

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