Poems Only Strong Trees August 8, 2016 dianareneeLeave a comment everything inessential withers in this sun i am left with only strong trees in my landscape Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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