Ode to the Palm Tree
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Ode to the Palm Tree
by
Christine Cosser
You stand so tall; your leaves are not many or change colors in the fall.
The sun and sand is where you make your home; though I may travel to the lands of the North, I come back to the lands in the South never to roam.
Memories of childhood of seeing palm trees and the warm sunny days by the ocean so blue will always stay with me; I will always have a special place in my heart for you my dear palm tree.
Written on Hilton Head Island, SC on 9/25/2005
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