Sunday--home alone--rainy day--getting over a cold--Look out the window and see a melancholy, lone tree...
Melancholy Tree--
Your Glory at your feet;
Days of bud & bloom now gone;
The future cold and sleet.
Reach your branches to the sky!
There's beauty in this form.
Melancholy tree,
Our love will keep you warm.
Sigh.
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