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Monday, 1 May 2023

I Sometimes Wish I was a Tree

 I sometimes wish I was a tree

My arms raised worshipping the starred sky, 

The moon with her lily light shine

Feeling the magic of the soft breeze

Lifting my leaves

Resting my roots deep in cool damp earth

Steady, strong


I Sometimes Wish I was a Tree

 I sometimes wish I was a tree My arms raised worshipping the starred sky,  The moon with her lily light shine Feeling the magic of the soft...