MY HOLIDAY TREE

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MY HOLIDAY TREE

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My holiday tree lives in my back yard

All year

In December Mother Nature sends the Green Man

To decorate the tree and surprise me

With glistening snow, scarlet birds, and a solar spot light

The tree dances in the wind, with stars in the branches at night

A branch waves to me, and I wave back

We wish each other a fine holiday and a good growing season

Next year

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