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I thank You, My Father,
For that tree and this,
Whose stately, tall presences
Fill me with bliss,
Whose leafy, green canopies
Stretch to the skies,
Sheltering families
Hid from my eyes!
I know not the diff’rence
‘Twixt spruce, oak, and birch,
But love these tall plants
On which all my birds perch.
So, thank You, Dear Father
For filling my view
With these trees that I love,
And which others love, too!

by Gwennon
July 9, 2013

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