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Two trees they stood far apart Across the waves of grass. And although these trees grew apart The two became friends fast. Until two men had decided That there must be a line And these trees should be divided Would happen to be fine. Eventually, arose a wall And the men were content The trees could not be seen at all Pleased with good effort spent. The years passed by and time went on The two men aged and died. But the two trees remained fond And every fall they cried Meanwhile the trees grew and grew Spreading out their branches When one day there came something new And what were the chances? That pollen drifted from the tree And came to the other Caressed it in the warm spring breeze Like an eager lover. In the summer a tiny sprout Had grown near to the wall Each day it grew more stout But it neglected to grow more tall. The days and weeks and months passed by Until the tree grew strong And all three trees were intertwined Where all of them belonged. The great wall crumbled, then it fell Just as the three trees swayed. All three let out a joyful yell As none there were dismayed But time passes as per always And winter came at last The two trees passed into a phase Where neither tree could last. But the youngest one did not fall Instead it grew ***** By far the greatest of them all But doesn't love have that effect? And then one day a tree did grow A place along the way. So graceful did her branches flow Always ready to play. Two trees they stood far apart Across the waves of grass; And although these trees grew apart The two became friends fast.
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
Two Trees
Two trees they stood far apart Across the waves of grass. And although these trees grew apart The two became friends fast. Until two men had decided That there must be a line And these trees should be divided Would happen to be fine. Eventually, arose a wall And the men were content The trees could not be seen at all Pleased with good effort spent. The years passed by and time went on The two men aged and died. But the two trees remained fond And every fall they cried Meanwhile the trees grew and grew Spreading out their branches When one day there came something new And what were the chances? That pollen drifted from the tree And came to the other Caressed it in the warm spring breeze Like an eager lover. In the summer a tiny sprout Had grown near to the wall Each day it grew more stout But it neglected to grow more tall. The days and weeks and months passed by Until the tree grew strong And all three trees were intertwined Where all of them belonged. The great wall crumbled, then it fell Just as the three trees swayed. All three let out a joyful yell As none there were dismayed But time passes as per always And winter came at last The two trees passed into a phase Where neither tree could last. But the youngest one did not fall Instead it grew ***** By far the greatest of them all But doesn't love have that effect? And then one day a tree did grow A place along the way. So graceful did her branches flow Always ready to play. Two trees they stood far apart Across the waves of grass; And although these trees grew apart The two became friends fast.
roisin-sullivan
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Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
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