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The Tree – by Oscar E V Fernando   Frolics and flows the stream-mid farm, dale and dell- In Succulent feeding the flourishing tree for ages past. Coarsened rough arms spread to heaven in rapturous swell, Beseeching shade for the earth so hotly parched.  A haven of rest for chirpy tweeting birds at nest. With soprano ed orchestrations at its best  In watchful eye of doting parents each in attendance- With a vigilance wrapped in tender attention.  ...