The Tree At The Window
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The tree at the window
Put its branches inside,
Trying to touch me-
Its heart open wide.
The tree at the window,
All summer gave shade,
Made my room a retreat;
A green shadowed glade.
The tree at the window
Shared its life with me-
And just a few birds
Who came, briefly.
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