Standing quite calm and still
She loves the ground on which she lives
Wondering if she could touch the sky
Never vain just in a sincere honest try
She once danced with every passing breeze
Greeted every morning's sun with glee
She's quieter now, more still and strong
As though listening for some deeper sound
But when the sky is a purple hue
And sometimes in the early winter dew
You can see her glow and shine
Like at first when she was just new
She loves the ground on which she lives
Wondering if she could touch the sky
Never vain just in a sincere honest try
She once danced with every passing breeze
Greeted every morning's sun with glee
She's quieter now, more still and strong
As though listening for some deeper sound
But when the sky is a purple hue
And sometimes in the early winter dew
You can see her glow and shine
Like at first when she was just new
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