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I am a winter tree. Look at me one last time.
Our trees in Chicago are not naked anymore. It is Spring here. Yes, I wore gloves yesterday and our radiators are on now (May 25) but that is a different story. bye!
Patient trees of Chicago are still waiting for Spring.
If what you want to see is not going to happen soon you can make a drawing of it just to ease the pain.
When the snow melts our roots sing all of the songs we know.
"when I blossom it will be so fun."
In the cold, trees, asphalt, houses grass look gray.
When we were tired and hungry we shared food under this tree.
My favorite sea behind an olive tree...
Making things with our hands is fun.
Some branches get lost in the dark... Some branches of us get lost in time...
sitting at a quiet park on a balmy day...
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