One thought on “Spring Birch”

  1. Dear Friend,
    Rooted in the land,I reach,that I might grasp,to hold the sky.
    With all the world about me,I stand alone in this.
    Never again,a part,only parted from it.
    Sol,bless Us,in thy warmth,keep Us.

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