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Observation Poem

October 24, 2023
By Anonymous

I see the green 

and yellow leaves,

rustle as a roar of wind

comes rushing through, 


The limbs droop down

like ears on a dog.

The birds chirp as they sing

a lullaby.


The bark is as rough

as sandpaper, and 

the green moss grows 

as the tree gets deeper

into its long life.



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