Best Friends Poem by Sandra Feldman

Best Friends



When God created,
This old Earth,
Of Treasures,
We received so much,
But Nothing like,
Life giving Trees,
The fruits, the oxygen, the rain,
Of Life the early seeds contain
Best Friends, our Trees they do remain
For precious Life, they do sustain.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: trees
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