The Tree by Bobby Coggins
If this tree could speak, what would it tell us?
Would it remember generations who climbed and played on it?
Would it remember the parades that marched by, year after year?
Would it remember the rains, the storms, the lightning and the snow?
Would it remember other trees that are no longer here?
Or would it remain silent, knowing that spoke loudest of all?
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