As graceful wisps of cottonwood dance softly on the breeze
like little fluffy fairy sprites at play
I marvel at the emerald bounty waving in the trees
and thank our earthen mother for today
forgetting all the pompous fools that pen inane decrees
so I can just enjoy the grand ballet.
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We are all patrons of the marvel and bounty of the trees and nature. Love this Bob! :-)
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