and the squirrels would start playing from tree to tree.
stand of pines that were there from the old farmer's son's time.
It was a small open space sheltered from the outside world.
No one could see you in the middle of the grove,
It was also sheltered from the wind, you could hear the wind
blowing the trees, and feel it as I sat on a lower branch
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