After Two Hours the Pine Trees Beckon
Lost in thick forest,
I emerged, ferns, twigs in hair,
saved by noble pines.
I whispered, thank you, thank you,
your shady signals swaying cool.
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Savior pines!
Trees are so worthy of our gratitude. Very nicely done!
I love a great tree poem–and this is wonderful!