Joy Song

There's joy in the fleecy clouds 
There's joy in the sky. 
There's joy in a fishing trip
Even tho the babies cry.
There's joy in the tree tops
In the birds song,  
There's joy just in living
If we don't go wrong.

poem by Della Hodgson James
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The Majestic Tree

They bow to the winds that pass
The beautiful majestic trees,  
With arms up toward the skies
They laugh in the summer breeze. 
They provide shade and shelter for the bee,  
He plants history, who plants a tree.
They provide lumber for houses, and barns
For a roof to cover our heads,  
Lumber for aeroplanes, ships and cars
And for caskets, to bury our dead. 
This is only a few uses you see
He plants history, who plants a tree.

They provide rest for the weary man
Food and protection, for many wild things,  
Home and sanctuary, for millions of birds
And rock their babies to sleep in swings. 
Their magestic grace so wild and free
He plants history, who plants a tree.

poem by Della Hodgson James
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