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Memory of Trees by Melinda Wood Allen and Sue Riley
There stands a tree out in the park, of tender leaf and roughened bark
Bearing the scars of years gone by, she reaches proudly to the sky, her life a deep and ancient art
Touching her trunk I trace a mark, old initials carved into a heart
Seasons circle on and on, so many lives have come and gone and yet those lovers never part in the memory of tree
Firmly grounded, soaring high, earth and heaven touch. Oh, could I be still and wise and learn the secrets of the memory of trees.
