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And spread a sh
And gather birds among their boughs.
They give us fruit in leaves above,
And wood to make our houses of,
And leaves to burn on Halloween,
And in the spring new buds of green.
They are the first when day's begun
To touch the beams of morning sun.
They are the last to hold the light
When evening changes inte nicht​

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yeah that's a beautiful poem dear