Arlyn

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TREE TALES

I TALK TO THE TREES

I’m not a tree hugger
I don’t throw my arms around them, yuk!
I just stroll by and nod, “Hello.”

When I feel sad
I tell them my troubles
Not in words
A sigh or two and they
understand all
I am comforted

When I am happy
my skip conveys my joy
They smile with me
No, really, they do
When I am in the house too long
they call to me

“Come out, come out today.
Come out of that stuck place
that jams your thoughts
that makes you pout.
Come out. Take a walk.”
Sometimes I listen

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