Soft-Spoken

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Soft the vulnerable caress

Which parts Night’s lips in tender lullaby

Words pour forth, singing Day to sleep

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Tree-Huggers

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Hold me when life’s cruel winds

strip my hope and mock my grit,

hold me when the darkest nights

replace true light with counterfeit.

When strength rings hollow,

valour rouse –

and hold me in your tender boughs.