MOUNTAIN TREES 



The chicadees will sing you their dear 

 little song, and juncos and towhees, 

 scarce knowing the sight of man, will 

 hop down by your side and peaceably 

 give you their merry chirp as they hunt 

 among the pine needles for their morn- 

 ing meal. Gold and lavender flowers, 

 bordering the meadows, will nod to you 

 as they sway in balmy mountain breezes 

 and speak of God's love and gracious- 

 ness. They will not chide you for your 

 short-coming; they know not how to 

 give looks of reproach; they can only 

 point to the way of gladness of heart. 



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