Hello, Tree!
What makes you
stand erect and content,
silent and majestic,
undisturbed by the noise of time?
Why do birds find
you their home, the safe
haven to build their nests
and lay their eggs?
Why do you stand there
erect and content,
silent and majestic,
bathed by sunshine and rain?
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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