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In The Tree, I nestle with Thee
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This is for a Literature teacher I knew and loved. He was a kind soul, but his life ended so tragic. His name was Mr. Charles McDaniel.
============================================ In the tree, I nestle with Thee Dreaming of the deep blue sea. Along the coast A heart so big to boast My love nestles with me In the tree, I nestle with Thee. Running up the hill Surrounding wind and leaves in a reel I dance with wingless floating mass Playfully tiptoeing between blades of grass I fall down with you to catch me In the tree, I nestle with Thee. Memories will always exist in pairs In the tree, I nestle with Thee A creature unaware. ------------------ "When you collect the things that embody strength for you,when you put them together, when you open yourself to let each speak, you will know something about the sources of your strength." --Starhawk |
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