Trees Lord while I'm down on my knees I would like to thank you for the trees When I see them swaying in the wind I just want to say A-Men when I see the buds in spring my heart just wants to sing and when the leaves float down in the fall I wish I could save them one and all And when their crackling in a cold winters breeze again I pray for their survival, on my knees and when summers leaves are all green it's your majesty to be seen Written by my friend Joel,
aka Dark Mule |
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