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Jan 2016
Standing tall among the trees
My feet rooted to the ground
I felt on my face a quiet breeze

Swaying gently with bended knees
Careful to not make a sound
Standing tall among the trees

Focused completely on buzzing bees
Looking at a gopher mound
I felt on my face a quiet breeze

Searching my pack for a bit of cheese
Causing a ruckus rustling around
Standing tall among the trees

I looked to the sky and whispered a ‘please’
Knowing my snack would soon be found
I felt on my face a quiet breeze

At all once I let out a sneeze
Causing my heart and head to pound
Standing tall among the trees
I felt on my face a quiet breeze
Sam Temple
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Sam Temple  Oregon
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