Unseen To Us (for Doug Baker)
Wherever I have found my feet planted firmly
He knows the trees towering tall overhead;
The beautiful locusts of Erie shores,
The strong oaks of crossroads,
The pine of wooded coves,
All a wonder I ponder
As we add a ring
Unseen to us
And Time
Itself.
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