Growing With My Magnolia Tree

Seasons come & seasons go,...
Its time again to put on a show,
That time of year
we hold so dear,
feeling free,
Me & My Magnolia Tree.

Her petals are Pink,
& smell of love,
Grasping to keep them,
falling from high above
They fall to the ground,
There's a new season coming round
She grows with me,
Me & My Magnolia Tree.

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