Our fallen tree left behind
A single sapling we will
Have to move to where
Its mother stood and grew
Such shade and flowers
For so many summers
All that work just to induce
That particular blue
Only possible in our yard
Through those particular years
I mean the soil had to be
Just the right mixture of iron
And mercy so even the sun
Stands back amazed
Taken by that blue
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