Of the Trees
“I wonder what that tree would say if it could talk?” Five-year-old Sylvia asked, sitting with her grandfather on a shaded park bench. “It wouldn’t say anything, trees can’t talk,” said a grumpy man on…
“I wonder what that tree would say if it could talk?” Five-year-old Sylvia asked, sitting with her grandfather on a shaded park bench. “It wouldn’t say anything, trees can’t talk,” said a grumpy man on…
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