Wonderful Feelings
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Bending branches of trees hanging into a memory of
childhood, reminding me of all the good and wonderful
times had when climbing them every day.
Feeling protected and loved by their enduring presence
in life, so natural to reach up and touch gently with
love in younger days spent with them.
Never dreaming that one day I would be too feeble to
climb them as I had always done when just a child.
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