The Old Tree by Lauralynn My poem
Originally uploaded by lauralynn51
There is a beautiful poem that goes along with this photo from a friend of mine who is like my sister:
  Tired I am, Tired I may be, But there's many
  more years, I hope to see. So talk to me
  when you walk by me, I don't want to be an
  old forgotten tree.  I hear your voice and see
  your love, When you put the seed there, for
  the friendly dove. The birds are safe among
  my limb, They build their homes in leaves
  within.  I have a reason to live on you see.
  There's a reason why God created me. I'm
  here for you to keep you cool, In the hottest
 days above your pool.  I care for you, I love
 you too.  So keep us safe there are so few.
 We want to live, we want to be, Because
 thats why God created me.

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