TREES

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The trees in the valley
Murmur and sigh,
As the wind from the uplands
Sweeps from the sky.

There are yew trees
For you,
And wee trees
For dogs,
Big trees and little trees
For logs;

There are shoe trees
For feet
That aren't very neat.
And beech trees
To grow on the beach.

The trees in the valley
Tremble and cry,
As the gale from the uplands
Howls from the sky.

The trees in the valley
Need sympathy.
And they have it from me,
Though I am a child of the sea.

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