Withstand the winter's storm,
And, spite of wind and tide,
Grow up the meadow's pride,
For both are strong.
Above they barely touch, but, undermined
Down to their deepest source,
Their roots are intertwined
Insep'rably.
CONVERSATION
Withstand the winter's storm,
And, spite of wind and tide,
Grow up the meadow's pride,
For both are strong.
Above they barely touch, but, undermined
Down to their deepest source,
Their roots are intertwined
Insep'rably.
CONVERSATION