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“…on that porch, I looked up at the trees
And remembered there’s another way.
Branches high above me,
Swishing and swaying maternal love,
Me deep in this porch crib,
Fine as I was, loved as I was.
“Rest, please!” they said.
“You never had a thing
To prove.”
-excerpt from “The Trees Cheer Me On” by Ally Bartoszewicz
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