Sunday, April 8, 2018

Up The Hill Until

This old Red Gum
keeps the scene.

This old Red Gum
strengthens me.

I stand here and know
this tree has grown
a hundred years.

This tree
is like the lighthouse.
It shines white in any light,
the rising sap calls to all
who will and really do

It sings:
I am The Keeper Tree
stand by me.

-oOo -

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