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Writer's picturePaul Gotel

NATURES ARMS


An old tree is a seat for me,,

A songbird keeps me company,

A babbling broke sings an unending melody,

and the sun strokes my face tenderly



Ah! Natures arms are wide indeed,

If only we'd take the time to see,

There's room for all in her warm embrace,

It's like meeting God, face-to-face!

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