Trees
Not to be outdone
He's spins another tale
But what's the point of this one
Another on thoughts of love
All to no avail
No, not of any of that
But of a tree
I saw it out a tiny window today
And it stuck in my memory
It's bright green leaves
A perfect contrast
To it's darkened wood
The branches formed perfectly
Every leaf matching symetrically
It was something beautiful to brighten
My dull day
So I say
Look to the trees
And try to be happy
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