June 17, 2008
It continues to amaze me
How far and yet how close
The apples can fall from the tree
You, my dear sister
Landed so far across the orchard
That the winds which rustled our leaves
Had changed
Before they found you
As for me
And my sisters
We lie at the base
Of this mighty tree
And bask
In its protective shading
He is more than just the seed
That helped us become
He is the sun
The water
The food
Which helps us grow
He is our father

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