Have you ever, really looked at a TREE?

We talked to trees at a seminar I attended once.  It was quite releasing.


Alice Polk Hill

The silent tree that listens by the road;
If it had lyric lips what songs ‘twould sing,
Of good and bad bound in the human load;
Wrecked homes—false friends—the sore from gossip’s sting,
The cruel word that leaves a lasting smart,
The broken vow that scalds the cheek with tears,
The happy laugh that springs from happy heart—
The silent tree keeps secret thru the years!


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