Each seedling grows with tender love and care,
A sign of faith, of hope that we still share.
When breezes sing through leaves in gentle tone,
It’s Earth herself who thanks us, soft and known.
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VJ Deeda 69
😘Each little tree’s the breath the Earth still needs,
Though storms may blow and sorrow still proceeds.
If we keep planting, giving, hand in hand,
The world will heal beneath our gentle stand.
VJ Deeda 69
😘Each little tree’s the breath the Earth still needs, Though storms may blow and sorrow still proceeds. If we keep planting, giving, hand in hand, The world will heal beneath our gentle stand.