The tree is meant to protect it's riches, like the gold of a pharohs to?b. with its brances reaching high into the sky to protect its treasure, Like children out of a mother being, quit but very bold.
Its always seems to stand tall,
Weather its rain drought, stroms or the bitter cold,
In all my life shall never see, something as caring as a mother tree.
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The tree is meant to protect it's riches, like the gold of a pharohs to?b. with its brances reaching high into the sky to protect its treasure, Like children out of a mother being, quit but very bold.
Its always seems to stand tall,
Weather its rain drought, stroms or the bitter cold,
In all my life shall never see, something as caring as a mother tree.
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