Tree Beauty
Swaying arms of green
leaves, wind instruments.
Umbrellas of cool shade,
a tireless gift of love.
Welcoming my heart,
like long-lost family
to an autum dance,
of showering confetti,
surfing tunes of winter
ere tomorrow's dawn.
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