Pine, Juniper, Sycamore
Text Box: Ancient pine, deep roots. Despite its age it dances in the cool spring breeze Beside the tall pine Three naked sycamores, white Arms against the green How tall the green pine! Look! Even clouds are tangled in its top branches Snowy white branches— three sycamores reach for the bright blue winter sky Twisted junipers crawl in the high desert sand begging for water Wooden arms lifted leaves brittle from summer's drought the trees pray for rain The sycamore leaves have turned to silver - raincoats to shed the spring rain Soft whisper of pines turns to moaning as lightning cracks their helpless limbs The dead tree should stay - it's still the home of birds that sing on its bare limbs.

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