Tree

There's a tree that grows high outside of my house.
Next to a garden of love, the tree reaches higher than most.
With branches that change color, the tree reacts to sound.
Shifting and swaying at the vibrations, the tree enjoys a round.
When rain falls, it feels replenished. When wind blows, it finds trouble standing.
The birds make their nests, while the squirrels stand waiting.
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There's a tree that grows high outside of my house.
The tree's presence becomes one with the ground.
The tree is just like you and me. 
It senses love and finds peace 
The tree hangs out with all of it's friends. The tree will stand tall until the end.

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