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BENEATH THE MAPLE TREE
 
What's all the fuss said Maple Leaf,
You knew the time would come...
For us to fall upon the ground
Before the setting sun.

It happens every year in Spring,
So do not be afraid.
We will come back again...in time,
When all our dues are paid.

It's not so bad...its just the way
That it was meant to be.
Come...take my hand and we will land
Beneath the maple tree.
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THE NO FRILLS CHALLENGE

By MissSharon

© 2019 MissSharon (All rights reserved)

 

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The NO FRILLS CHALLENGE--read page for complete rules and info (challenge has been closed)


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