4.
T
R
E
E
S
The
woods
lasts
longer
when
you
walk
slowly
The
woods
lasts
longer
When
you
stop
thinking
trees
go
marching
by
When
you
stop
thinking
Creatures
come
for
you
When
you
stop
walking
Creatures
come
for
you
She
steps
on
a
stump
spreads
arms
and
smiles
Sun
fills
up
Miss
Magnolia’s
navel
navel
Sun
fills
up
Leaf~
less,
white
petals
open
Leaf~
less,
Splendor
out
of
shadows
our
m
a g n o l i a
p
e t a l
s
w a n
Wonderfully,
she
arches
and
crouches
reaches
up,
on
up
green
hair
and
finger
~tips
for
stars
Elegant
arms
feel
to
sides
and
reach
for
sun
over
girls
crossing
walk~
ways
and
lawns
Sister
trees
embrace
elbows
and
shoulders
Green
hearts
over
head
Mulberry
trunk
curls
about
for
Grandma
to
snooze
on
She
sweeps
out
a
carpet
of
pink
and
yellow
leaves
of
pink
and
yellow
leaves
A
row
of
golden
brothers
above
one
of
silver
sisters,
“Pretty
leaves
for
sale!”
“Could
you
teach
me
how
you
talk
to
trees?”
“That’s
my
secret!”
complains
Auntie
“Some~
day,
your
secret
will
pass
on
with
you
and
the
trees
will
cry”
She
grimaces,
“One
day,
while
I
was
dancing
through
the
woods
I
saw
leaves
dancing,
too
When
I’d
stand
still
so
would
they
I
sang
and
found
a
song
in
my
soul
and
it
was
sung
by
trees”
Oak
grumbles,
“How
about
a
back
rub
…?”
“Itch
your
foot
on
my
roots,
too,”
“Ahhh …”
Sweet
Cherry
smiles
“Hug
me,
sir !
Squeeze
your
heart
out!”
She
puckers
up
leafy
lips,
“Kiss
me,
quickly!”
Lavishly,
she
spreads
limbs,
“Deary,
now
shall
we
make
love?”
White
Buddha
steps
back,
s h y
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