Shaded with dark green leaves, an old grand tree See what nature has created, a moment of glee The way the tree trunk has been carved How remarkably the shape of the foot is curved It rests comfortably on his feet God's creation is just so neat The roots, making up as the toe of his feet Like a picture drawn on a white sheet That trust on which she lies her foot With dark leaves, he stands barefoot
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