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A place to loll away the hours
Basking in the shade or sun
Under canopies of emerald green
Until the light of day is done
A sanctuary, a hidden treasure
One to keep you safe and warm
A place you can call your very own
Protection, from approaching storms
I marvel how you build your home
Each piece so carefully interwoven
And soon I grasp, just why it is
The reason this branch was chosen
The Daily Post: Branch
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So lovely ☺❤
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Thank you, Walt! Looking forward to seeing this in real life 🙂 ❤
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Me too! We have tons of bird nests in our barns and trees and it’s almost baby bird season.
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Oh I’d love to be a part of that! We getting walloped again tomorrow with a big snow storm. I wish spring would hurry up!!
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It will! 💛
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You wouldn’t like all the bird poop in the barns. I have to keep a tarp over my tractor. They think my creator’s sexy!
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hahaha, with everything beautiful, a little poop must fall 😉
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More than a little I’m afraid, lol
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OK truth be told, a lot of poop, but hey, that’s what showers are for lol
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thanks for sharing! ❤
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Beautiful. Love it.
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Thanks so much, Joseph! 🙂
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Lovely. 🙂
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Thanks, Beckie! 🙂
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