Poetry

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Through my love, I gave all life a birthplace,
Mine's the name you find is handed 'round.
All life walks with me, as you find, near the witness tree,
I have something special on my mind.

Man and woman, boy-child, also girl-child,
Each as unique as they're meant to be.
Open up your eyes, look through mine
You'll be glad to find
You mean something special then, to me.

Be amazed by every gift I bring you,
Stand right here beside the witness tree.
Reach toward the sky, touch the wings of the birds in flight,
Above the witness tree I grew for you.

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